It was
a beautiful story. Two fell in love. Suddenly, distance crept in. “I promise we
will be fine,” she says as she waves goodbye. Tears
are rolling down his eyes because he knew he couldn’t bear it.
Time
went by. 30 minutes phone call turned to 15 minutes, then 5 minutes, then 2
minutes. Days went by without words shared. “I miss you, please come back,” he says. “I have to stay longer; I believe this land has something for
me” she responds.
He
tries to make her see reasons, but she
baulked. Calls again lasted 30 minutes, but a chunk
of the conversations was filled with
fights and arguments. “I know you’re having an affair with another man” he
screams on the phone. Tears roll down her eyes as she listens to him talk
for ages.
“I
promised you my all. If you love me you
will trust me and wait for me,” she says. “It’s been two years, I am human” he
responds. She is hurting. He is hurting.
Time went by; the chemistry seised.
The
phone rings- “I think we need a break” he says. She
was weak. She always fought to prove her loyalty and love, but this time, she had had it! “if a break is what is needed,
then a break it is” she said.
Two
years later, no words from any, no more conversations. Was distance the killer
or the test of time? Was the love ever meant to be? Whatever, Love Stinks.
By Onyebuchi Odianjo
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