Growing up, one thing I have always wanted was to love someone and be loved back in return. Not the love from family, love from that one person that would change everything. But in my case, I got more than what I bargained for.
I grew up in a middle-class family in Nigeria, so I got the necessities of life and some other things without having to struggle for them. But I received the AFRICAN training despite being comfortable.
Being a sucker for love and never getting to experience it after several trials can be very frustrating and it can leave your mind and heart scarred for a long time.
In my case, trust was a big part of the issue of love because I lost the ability to trust people at a very young age.
When I was done with my primary education, I got enrolled in a different school for secondary learning and that was a big issue. I didn’t like the idea of meeting new people and trying to be friends with them.
I had to bid my friends goodbye, knowing that I was probably not going to see most of them again.
I mentally said to myself that I wasn’t going to talk to anybody at this new school, that I was going to lay low, learn, and be done with that environment seeing as, at that time, I didn’t like the fact that I would be meeting new people.
On my first day of school all that changed. Barely one hour into being at the school I already made some cool friends and I was so happy being there already. Two weeks in I was settled and was one of the popular kids. and being popular made things easier.
One would think being popular would make falling in love with a girl easy, but that's not the case. Through my junior secondary, it was one drama to another drama, that was until I saw her for the first time.
“Guy who is that girl,” I asked my best friend David.
“She is a new student she just transferred in this section,” he said to me.
“Omo the babe is fine o ( wow the girl is fine)” I told David.
“You should go talk to her then,” David said to me.
Without thinking about it like I normally did, I just went for it. I haven’t met this girl yet and she was making me do things I don’t normally do already.
“Hi, how are you,” I said to her.
“Hey I’m good thanks,” she said with a little smile.
“I’m Dre what’s your name?” I asked her.
“Sandra” she replied
“Sandra, what a beautiful name for a beautiful girl “I complimented her.
“Thank you dre” she replied.
We continued our little discussion for a few extra minutes and I got the necessary information I needed from her at that time.
Like her class, grade, and a few other things.
It wasn’t long before we got close and eventually got into a relationship. I was happy to be with her and honestly, it was different from other relationships I had been in. I should have seen the red flags when I started becoming too attached but I ignored them all.
I fell hard for her and did everything she asked me to do. I was a simp for her and I didn’t care because I loved her.
It all came crashing down when I heard the rumors.
“Dre have you heard, Sandra was seen kissing one ss3 senior,” David said to me.
“It’s a lie, it's just a rumor,” I said to him confidently.
I trusted her so I didn’t even give it a second thought.
“Hey, babe what's good,” I said to Sandra as I got to her classroom.
“Hey dre we need to talk,” she said to me.
“Talk about what” I enquired.
“Us, I don’t think we can do this anymore,” she said to me.
As soon as she said those words to me, I instantly felt a pain in my chest and sudden weakness. I couldn’t believe what I just heard, where did things go wrong I asked myself.
“Why? What happened? You know you can tell me anything right? We can talk about things and work on it?” I asked a series of questions all at once.
“I am dating a senior so there is nothing we can talk about,” she said to me.
“So the rumors are true, you cheated on me,” I said to her.
“Dre you are a good guy, but we are done ok,” she said before walking away from me.
I walked away dejectedly and full of pain. I did everything I was supposed to do and more why did she have to do this to me I thought.
It messed me up because after that I lost all emotions and practically turned into a player. I would move from one girl to another as fast as the speed of light. But it didn’t make me feel any better instead that void kept on increasing in my chest.
