“Beep, beep, beep ” came the sound of my phone notifying me i had an incoming call. I abandoned the noodles I was cooking and rushed to get my phone that was on the couch.
Incoming whatsapp voice call – Tunde
I hesitated before dragging the green button
“Hello baby, how are you doing?” Came the deep familiar voice
“Good afternoon b, I’m fine jare” I replied
“It’s morning here” he said, laughing hysterically
“Oh , true” I muttered , it was quite difficult for me to adjust to the difference in time.
“Let me even see your face ” he said , ending the voice call and switched to video call.
Tunde my boyfriend of 4 months was in USA for his masters. We had had this perfect relationship but then he started processing his admission, although I knew it was wicked of me but I sometimes prayed that it wouldn’t work. He was to spend 2 years there for his Msc program but I feared he would decide to remain there even after that.
I on the other hand, remained here in Nigeria. I was quite pretty and had a great body and that attracted a lot of admirers. At first letting them go was easy but with time it got more difficult. I loved Tunde no doubt but I needed him, his physical presence. The constant voice and video calls weren’t enough. I missed his kisses, cuddles , make-out, hanging out with him and his spontaneous visits. Some say absence makes the heart go fonder but what worked for me was out of sight , out of mind.
With that, I rejected the incoming video call and instead sent him a message – Tunde,I’m busy at the moment, would call you back soon. I knew i wasn’t going to call back soon, maybe not even today. I had to get over him and let him go.