The story of two lovers… from the man’s perspective..
And with those words, a journey of a lifetime began. At the time though, it didn’t seem like it would be anything more than an online friendship (many of such abound on social media today).
Then she slides in my DM – she disagrees with this version of events, however this is my story so I’ll tell it my way…. where was I? Oh yeah… she got in my DM and we exchange pins. We got around to saying a couple of “Hellos” and “His“. As with most social media friendships though, we drift and the chats become very few and far between. All of this happened in 2012. All that while she was in diaspora. I think that contributed to the muted enthusiasm with which the “friendship” progressed… that and other things we won’t be discussing in this discourse (don’t ask me why).
Fast forward to 2014… we meet again on IG. Turns out she is in town for NYSC. We decide to meet up and we did. We were both bloody shy… her more than me (I will never cop to this to her face). But we talked and it was a decent date even though I don’t recall the title of the movie we saw. Date was good enough to earn me an invite to visit her at home though – not bad at all.
Couple of weeks later I redeem my “visit voucher“… to be honest this time was a bit awkward. I mean, we both kinda knew we liked each other but I felt like she was a bit too innocent/daddy girly dunno what she thought of me. Safe to say that was the last visit or hangout for the next two years!
We maintained an off and on call/text friendship that never threatened to go beyond that even though as we will later find out, we had the hots for each other.
Two years down the line, I finally gather the liver to make an attempt to say how I feel… “I have a boyfriend” she says… Yeah, it was a sucker punch. But really, what was I expecting. I couldn’t be the only one who saw and still sees the beauty and awesomeness she embodies. Anyways, I lick my wounds and move on (not really).
Couple of months down the line, as the good friend that I am, I just call to say hello and see how she is doing (I swear that was all I had in mind). She says she’s doing fine… “and how is the boyfriend…?” “Ohhh we broke up.. it didn’t work…”
I offered my condolences and care at the relationship not working. But I promised I won’t make the error of slacking again. We hung out once, twice…
we are still hanging out…