"Men don't fall in love" Kynle argued. Ali looked at him and smiled "I disagree, men fall in love. And when they do fall in love, they fall the hardest".
Kynle laughed, he didn't believe in the silly notions of men falling in love. Men are strong creatures. Yes, they love a woman's beauty but that was all. It was the women who need men and they are the ones who fall in love. Kunle was still arguing about his beliefs, when he turned his head and met the eyes of a beautiful lady. His mind froze and became blank as he stare into her beautiful yet stormy eyes.
"Gentlemen, excuse me, I will be right back" Kynle stood up and walked towards the lady. His friends laughed when they saw the direction he was headed, they were no strangers to his acts.
Kynle got to know her name was Ceece, and he thought it was the most beautiful name he had ever heard. The two became friends and as time goes on became lovers. Kynle knew he cared about Ceece in a way he never care for any other woman before, he adores everything about her and never wanted to part with her.
Six months into their relationship, his world came crashing down. It all started with the word "Am sorry Kynle, am breaking up with you".
He thought he didn't hear her clearly, he called back and discovered that he did hear her correctly, he was now a single man. If it was a long time ago, he would have celebrated his freedom but now he felt his heart break into pieces and a hole now stood proudly where the heart once was. For the first time in his life, he realized that he had fallen in love with a woman.
He called his friend Ali and cried like a baby. Ali came and comforted him, his heart broke when he saw the condition of his friend. " I wanted him to fall in love but now I wish he didn't " he felt so guilty.
That night Kynle couldn't sleep, he watched the street from his balcony and saw two lovers kissing and hugging each other. He remembered there was once a time that he was a carefree playboy, a time when he was the one breaking heart while he was always intact, however, that memory seems so distant and felt like an illusion, because he was now under the shackles of love.