Diaries Of A Broken Heart Part II

I began to notice he was acting different. Almost as if he was more sensitive and soft around the edges. He listened more and was much nicer. “What’s up with you? You’ve been sensitive and nice” I asked one cool evening while driving around in Lagos. Sighing as if trying to weigh if he could trust me with sacred information “I met someone. She’s smart and really beautiful!” I felt like I had been kicked in the gut! “What?! You didn’t tell me anything?” quickly recovering “I know and I’m so sorry. That’s why I’m telling you now” nodding my head and saying “its ok” with a fake smile of course! (I had to pretend). “She must be something special for you not to tell me at all sha”.

That was the last time we spoke officially. I couldn’t take it any longer. I made a conscious effort not to be available to speak to him or even see him. It wasn’t his fault but I had to do this for myself. I was intentionally coming home from work at 10pm one faithful day only to look up and see him. Perfect tall chocolate him leaning on his car! “Hi” standing straight.  “What are you doing here?” I blurt out.  “Nice to see you too” he says sarcastically. “I’m sorry but it’s kind of late and I honestly did not expect to see you here” I reply.  “If I don’t know better, I’d think you’re intentionally avoiding me. We haven’t seen in weeks you know” he says coming closer.  “maybe” I say turning towards the main gate in utter embarrassment. “Wait! Why would say that? Are you hiding something from me?” might as well get it out “yes” turning towards him again “ive been in love with you since I met you and I still am.” Putting up my hand to stop him from speaking “hold on, let me finish before you say anything. I’m sorry but I have been avoiding you because it hurts too much to see the man I love, love another. And I don’t want to come between you and your woman. I don’t expect anything from you though.” “I’m glad” he says smiling (to my shock of course!) “Because” now extremely close, I could feel his breath against my face “I didn’t just come to see you. I’m in love with you. I have been for a long time” that’s all i hear right before he kisses me!! Could this be a dream? Most definitely. Instead of protesting, I return the kiss…. To be continued


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