Is There Anything Wrong With My Love Life? (Part.2) - by Ifeanyi Nwakaudu

 

This is a second part of a narrative piece about some of the relationship issues in our everyday life. (Click here to read the Part.1).

 

I kept on asking myself, is there anything wrong with my love life? I think I am messed up and a bit fragile emotionally, I accepted the fact that Vivian has a boyfriend and I respect that fact, and off course maintained the line between “friend Zone” and friendship. I started living like a monk, no social life, I felt a bit depressed and this led to me alienating myself from Gbemi, even though I mentally create ways to make Gbemi love me but I ended up failing.

 

During this period of grief and mourning of what I felt for Gbemi, Vivian was a strong pillar, she stood strong for me and was supportive, encouraged me to read books and work on myself, well I guess I didn’t read any book rather I was busy writing hate scripts in my head, “Don’t forget how they made you feel, when you where broke, heartbroken, remind them every single day. I have good memory, and when the storm is finally over, I will remember those who showed me love in their own little way, those who gave me hope, and those who believed in me. When the storm is finally over, I will still remember those who played me, those who oppressed me, and lastly those who mocked me. I will remember you.”

 

All this passed, I picked up the Ifeanyi in me, and dusted all the rubbles of the Gbemi infested Ifeanyi, I could remember a short text I came across on the internet “One day, somebody you sacrificed so much for will turn around and say they never asked for it, and it will hurt because they will be right” and my adventure with Gbemi is a good example, those words rang in my head for days and was the driving force to reinventing myself.

 

I think I still haven’t answered this compelling question, is there anything wrong with my love life? An injured man does not chase after chicken, or play football with able bodied men, but when we choose to avoid a woman, that’s when we attracted them. I met Adeola on a bus heading to Festac, it was on a Monday morning, I got to the bus stand, while I was waiting for the right bus to come, it started raining, and as a sharp guy that I am, I saw a beautiful girl, with a big umbrella, I joined her and the conversation started; “I work with an online job website, www.hotnigerianjobs.com...” finally, I got to my destination and I waved bye, oh I forgot to tell you, we exchanged numbers.

 

Everything started happening so fast, I started receiving the good morning and good night text, from a girl I met in the bus, I was scared and happy at the same time, I told my friends trust me I got the best advice any guy could get- “Ifeanyi, why you dey dull, chop am, chop am, this one na free jollof rice”.

 

Days started moving fast, I was so excited because it was already Friday, Adeola sent a text as usual around 9:00 pm “… are you back, I actually made Jollof rice, and I made it just for you”.

 

It took me two seconds to reply that text messag, “I'm back, Jollof rice would not be bad for a Friday night, pls send me your address” by 9:20 I was already at her house, a modern one bedroom flat in the heard of Gbagada in a busy city of Lagos, I felt at home, I  ate and slept off instantly… I woke up around 1: 00 am, oh my god, I saw Adeola wearing the most sexy see-through night gown I have ever seen, I told her instantly I'm going home, she insisted. “Haba, what do you mean, so I should allow you go home at this ungodly time”

 

Finally she won, I slept over at her house, we cuddled and finally I parked my rusty rickety car in her garage… I woke up as early as 6:00am and left while she was still sleeping…

 

I got home, I deleted her number and I promised myself never to call her, I thought I have gotten over Gbemi, I guess I was wrong, I was wrong. Until a man finds himself he’ll ruin every woman he comes across. Please is there anything wrong with my love life?