Funny enough, I actually did not think much before titling this work and now that I look at it, I realise that the word “first” seems to indicate that I have been heartbroken more than once right?
Well, that’s true. ..LOL…I’m laughing about it now. But back then it wasn’t funny at all…
This story is for those out there, who sort of flip out and do weird things when they get that call or sms or get told physically….. I advice you learn from my story.
… Well well, she was the love of my life (titanic soundtrack plays in background).
You know all those first love things na, plus mine started way back in secondary school…early, fresh, new and “mumu” love…..lol. Whenever I think about some of those things I did back then,there’s this loud voice in my head that just shouts “mumu” with this deep ibo accent….(weird)
…but that is not to say given the chance, I would not do those things over and over again.
I remember clearly then,
A simple hug o….just hug from her and I stayed awake most nights dreamily imagining plenty.
Just in time,GSM just came around,so see me on constant covert operations aided at times by my younger ones on a mission to steal my mum’s phone and make a call to her own mum’s phone, usually at a predefined time preferably 9pm when all parents watch news…
All of these just to hear her voice and the amazing “I love you” before I go to sleep, all my body becomes supercharged and I have happy dreams.
I wake up next morning feeling all
Glory Glory Glory………
(hope the titanic song has not stopped playing in your head? Please restart if it has. Thanks)
As I was saying…
When school dismisses, I first escort her to her own house…far far away from mine (for d records)…and then head back ALONE to my own house but nevertheless walking joyfully and being propelled by the warmth of the hug I received and gave.
Then Imagine the day we both had our first kiss…Choi !!!!
First time for the both of us
Two minutes silence for this part
I need to bask in the ambience of that moment… I haff no idea what am saying…
(close your eyes please….it means that much to me)
I went home that day and was doing with delight, to my mothers unbelief,
chores that I deeply hated on a normal day…and as many of you have guessed already….
I DID NOT SLEEP THAT NIGHT!!!
Thumbs up if u guessed correctly….
Then came the admission… I got into the university before her since she was a class set behind me(for those wey no sabi english,when I dey SS3 she dey SS2)
And it all continued…
Me in school, she @ home
and lest I forget, in the time all of these was happenings, I discovered I had an innate ability to write poems. Words poured with the ease of calm flowing rivers whenever I picked up a pen to write to her.
And the deliveries where usually done by my youngest brother who did not know the contents… Now he’s much older he should know. That is if he is not even doing something similar now.
Children of these days….
It was a pure relationship. Just love and feelings, no sex. Within me I was already cultivating dreams of the future within the fertile lands the love had tilled in my heart.
And then, say “GEN GEN !”.
Say it please, this is the action part (change d titanic to something action now)
After almost 5yrs of pure bliss, things just started changing….and e no even tey sef…(lmao….see pidgin)
My sack LETTER came via SMS …..(Epic) and of course the sms ended the way it usually does… with the usual about ‘being just friends’…u know that line right?…. I thought as much…..you obviously have been heartbroken too aint it? ….LWKMD4H
This is where the MORAL of the story kicks in:
HOW I REACTED
I was strong
I just moved on
just me being military and going to parties and hooking up new chicks
PS: disregard the above….my system was hacked into as I was writing……
MEHN!!! I cried……(LMAO)
You know that thing where they say the earth rotates and it seems like sci-fi to us right? Well,it started happening to me….cos everything around me was in constant rotatory motion and to control myself, I did something rily epic…
I just started walking…
walking and walking…
Kept on walking…
to no destination in particular
I just know, that ibo loud voice came then.. and said “walk”
and like our father Abraham I obeyed and kept walking
with reckless abandon
I walked on and on……
and am sure that dude called johnny walker must have done something synonymous to earn that name
Cos I truly deserved it for my act…
When I stopped,( cos the ibo voice was gone) and I was back to my senses…..
You know when you walk from festac to okoko
or Festac to the island…
I had covered equal if not greater distance.I had been walking for close to 4hrs!!! and am not saying this to spice up the story (serious face)
That is my gist….
So whenever this happens to you…adopt my strategy and walk,I advice… lol
but please do not be like a friend I had in first year who had something similar
and almost jumped into otammiri ( a river in my school) “dat one no follow at all !!!”
So boy or girl
when heartbreak comes,
just keep walking…
try and have transport money so you can bike back or something. Cos if you walk to and fro,that girl/guy is surely mincemeat when you return….
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