Daniel Bogogolela31 Jan, 2016 08:46 AM
I loved her before she loved me. I knew her through her sister who unlike her, loved me. I used to visit her family through my friend who had introduced me to their family. It was a family of four boys and girls. She was the second of the girls. I don't quite know what number a child she was of that family but, her smile affected me. I saw how they all toiled, I saw how their mother tried to provide for them. I sat with them, ate with them, laughed and cried with them. I asked my friend why he doesn't help me. asked him why is that I'd be the only one without a partner during year end's matric dance. And when I told her I loved her, I cried when she went against my expectation. My expectation was to hear her tell me; I love you too. But she never did and went on how she was unwilling to risk her education, how well I know her family isn't rich and, how it would be difficult for her mother if something wrong ever happened to her body. I wondered what bad could happen to a woman's body because,like she, I was a virgin. And when I went on asking her how logical she thinks her statements are towards me, she asked me to not set foot in her family yard ever again because I was rude and unkind. I went home and couldn't speak to my elders for days. I wondered what good this earth would be to me if it wasn't willing to let me have her.
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