A girl once loved me and said it, in spite of the fact that I treated her poorly, towards the end of our years of crushing on each other. She said "I love you, in spite of everything."
She was my confidant and my friend. She defended me. She protected me. She fought for me. She tried to help me.
But, I let her go.
It was was back then, in school, when I was still trying to find meaning in things.
Now, I cry each time I remember her, as I do now, while on duty, waiting on and watching the patients, trying to keep death away.
It is nightfall and memories are rushing back. Memories of our quiet walks down the streets, amidst chirping insects and moonlight. Memories of the only time, I've felt loved by someone outside my family. Memories of the person who made me smile at a time, when my life was full of sadness.
But, I let her go and now, I cry.
I wish for the time to go back, for me to still be in Abuja building in UNN, sitting behind her, admiring her simple clothing and quietness.
But, I turned my back on true love and now, I cry.
Ain't no easy to find such love again.
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