A story written by Priscasmart… If you missed part Three, read it HERE!!!
“Well I want to apologise for ignoring you all these while,I’ve just been trying to sort myself out and recover from the way you treated me,I’ve not been able to…I dnt think I can continue with this anymore,I love you,I really do but I can’t take another episode of that kind of nonsense which you displayed the other day, you dnt owe me any explanation or apologies I think its best we stay apart at least for now,this was a hard decision to make..bbutt… Just know that I still love you” femi said.
I couldn’t believe what I had just heard,I wish h he had never called at least that way I could keep hope alive,how could he be so harsh,because of something as little as that(I call it little because I have heard about worse in relationships) he was really acting like the egocentric idiots(some guys are)…how can you quit a relationship with someone you love because of somthing like this. I was greatly disappointed and haert-broken..
Two weeks had past since Femi’s break-up call,I had lost weight due to thinking and not eating,I had become a shadow of myself…all my friends had told me to get over Femi,they had tried hooking me up with some guys just to help me get over him,but it wsnt successful. If femi,had told me he didn’t love me anymore,it would have been easier for me to move on,but this wasn’t the case,he really emphasised on the statement “I love you” before hanging up.why did he have to put me in a state of emotional imprisonment..it was hard for me to forget him and start another relationship,after two years of loving the love of my life.
During my period of emotional heart-break,I couldn’t concentrate well on my academic work(it was that bad),my roomate wanted to call my mum,but I pleaded with her not to,because I knew my mum was gonna march down to my school,if she found out I was involved with a boy in anyway-to her,I was too young to have anything to do with any boy, and she had the mentality that every boy-girl relationship involved s*x. After much pep talks a nd advice sessions from my roomate(garnished with threats to call my mum),I decided to get back on my feet and ignore anything that had to do with boys(at least for the rest of the semester).
I was still recovering from my distress when I met another shocker, I saw femi at “OUR” favorite chat spot with another girl
… To Be Continued…
“Well I want to apologise for ignoring you all these while,I’ve just been trying to sort myself out and recover from the way you treated me,I’ve not been able to…I dnt think I can continue with this anymore,I love you,I really do but I can’t take another episode of that kind of nonsense which you displayed the other day, you dnt owe me any explanation or apologies I think its best we stay apart at least for now,this was a hard decision to make..bbutt… Just know that I still love you” femi said.
I couldn’t believe what I had just heard,I wish h he had never called at least that way I could keep hope alive,how could he be so harsh,because of something as little as that(I call it little because I have heard about worse in relationships) he was really acting like the egocentric idiots(some guys are)…how can you quit a relationship with someone you love because of somthing like this. I was greatly disappointed and haert-broken..
Two weeks had past since Femi’s break-up call,I had lost weight due to thinking and not eating,I had become a shadow of myself…all my friends had told me to get over Femi,they had tried hooking me up with some guys just to help me get over him,but it wsnt successful. If femi,had told me he didn’t love me anymore,it would have been easier for me to move on,but this wasn’t the case,he really emphasised on the statement “I love you” before hanging up.why did he have to put me in a state of emotional imprisonment..it was hard for me to forget him and start another relationship,after two years of loving the love of my life.
During my period of emotional heart-break,I couldn’t concentrate well on my academic work(it was that bad),my roomate wanted to call my mum,but I pleaded with her not to,because I knew my mum was gonna march down to my school,if she found out I was involved with a boy in anyway-to her,I was too young to have anything to do with any boy, and she had the mentality that every boy-girl relationship involved s*x. After much pep talks a nd advice sessions from my roomate(garnished with threats to call my mum),I decided to get back on my feet and ignore anything that had to do with boys(at least for the rest of the semester).
I was still recovering from my distress when I met another shocker, I saw femi at “OUR” favorite chat spot with another girl
… To Be Continued…