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It had been two years since I was in Cupid’s Park. I remember the last time I was here, I told my ex to leave me alone. He is a sweet guy and even though I am married to the sweetest Urhobo man in the world, I still miss Tope. There is something about your first love that you can’t let go.
I remember the last time we were in Cupid’s park together. He told me to look into his eyes and tell him I did not love him. Truth is, I could do that even though I did love him. My life is not a romance movie so the boy gets girl theory doesn’t always work.
I told him off including his mother and the next thing I know they are at my doorstep apologising. It was sweet and I thought we were going to be saying our final goodbyes. Well, I guess I was wrong. Tope kissed me and his kiss is so… Words can’t describe it. [...]
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———————————————————————————————————————————————————————-I had waited for this day to come and finally it was here. I was getting married to the girl of my dreams. She just wasn’t any girl, she was Jumoke Johnson. Who would have thought that despite all the arguments and the misunderstandings and the lost years we would still still end up together, making our union valid in the eye of our creator? Who would have thought that despite our “differences” we would still decide to make the commitment to spend the rest of our lives together? Men, who would have thought? I stand in the Church and await my bride. I am putting on a black tuxedo and my best man Ebuka is standing beside me. He looks really fly in his own suit but you know now, you cannot outshine the groom. It is not possible. Seating in the front pew are my parents in their very expensive lace and beside them is seated Jumoke’s mum. My mum has a straight face and it is like she can’t wait to get the service over with. I smile to myself thinking of how far my relationship with Jumoke has come and how we [...]
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———————————————————————————————————————————————————————It has been two weeks since the kiss and I have been avoiding Tope like crazy. What was he thinking? Kissing me and running off like that. who does he think he is? Does he think this is a romance movie where you kiss the girl before her wedding and then run away and the girl runs after you and says how she made a mistake and then you guys get back together and you live happily ever after. Omo, u don miss road o. I have thought about everything. I mean, I had a long talk with Ovie yesterday and I opened up to him. We thought it best to set the record straight with Tope so as soon as Ovie arrives, we are going to the restaurant to resolve this. Tope was a darling, no doubt. He was an amazing boyfriend, lover and friend and to say that I am going to miss having him in my life will be an understatement. Truth is, we have a lot of memories and these memories will remain in my heart but I feel there is a point in a person’s life when they realize that there is so much more to life. Love is not the only thing to consider whrn [...]
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I have been crying for 3 days straight.
I don’t know whether it was the run in with Mrs. Taiwo or my fallout with Tope at the park or the fact that Ovie forgave me despite my keeping Tope away from him but I have been crying. If it is Mrs. Taiwo, I am trying to understand why I am very angry with her. I used a friend of Tope to travel. Maybe I am not a gold digger but at the same time… A girls gotta live the life Looking at Tope that evening at Cupid’s Park and saying those things were hard. Tope was right. I still loved him. I wanted to kiss him and tell him I was sorry for leaving him. But is love enough for a good and healthy marriage? And Ovie. He is sent from heaven. He is everything I have dreamed in a guy. He is loving kind and we share the same mindset. We are perfect for each other. A knock on my door jolts me back to the present. My mother opens the door and walks in. She gets herself comfortable on my bed, puts my head on her shoulder and starts stroking my [...]