The Real Ugwu Story

I loved heR first you see.

Way before any of them even knew heR. I didn’t know it then, didn’t even understand the concept of love at that age, I’m not sure I fully grasp it now but I know this to be true.

I first met heR when I was ten.

A lost & lonely little boy. I met heR in my english class, I wasn’t even paying attention but the minute I saw heR I was hooked. Totally. Irreversibly. Undeniably. Hooked.

That was how this love affair began. It was innocent, it was deep, it was beautiful. ShE was the first person who took me seriously, the first to truly understand me. ShE was always there, even when I shut everyone else out. ShE loved me & I heR. I never told heR but I’m sure shE knew….even then.

We were soon parted, I went off to university and even though I tried to stay in touch we grew apart in time. I stopped writing, I lost heR. I didn’t even notice that shE was gone. That shE had walked out of my life completely, left without a trace.

I found her again back in 2010 I think; on blogsville of all places, while scrolling through some dude’s blogposts, Kelvin’s blog. We reconnected once more. Slowly at first, unsure if would last this time. So many words I couldn’t say, should have said but didn’t.

You see slim & I have always jumped in & out of each others lives. This time was different though, this time we were actually friends, confidants, mutual shrinks. She encouraged me to start writing again. Reminded me how good it felt to weave stories out of nothing and create something beautiful. She stoked the burning flames of passion in me till they consumed me.

I’m not here to explain to you why I love heR, or that I knew before others so I should have sole rights to heR heart. A lot of people fell in love with heR before me. I’m not even going to tell you about all the wonderful things we do together. Yes shE’s unfaithful, sharing heR gifts like Mrs. Santa Claus, giving it up for small doses of attention, but I don’t care.

I’m not jealous, I can share. I’ll never stop loving heR though, no matter what. So say what you like. Put all her lovers in a box and call us talent-less fools. I don’t care, nobody loves heR like I do. I’ll never leave her, not for a day.

I love wRiting.

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(If you clicked on the link on KWAL’s blog then this little note is for you)

HAHAHA HEEEEDIOTS!!! Shey u wanted ‘inside scoop’ ni? Unfortunate perzins like u (Oloriburuku n’iyen). May your friends never sell you out for cheap publicity in Jesus name.

This post is dedicated to slim & kelvin. I love you guys but I’m tired of seeing your love life trending on twitter. 😛 Thanks for getting me to write again and introducing to other fascinating writers on blogsville. WordPress rocks yo!!!

FreshPrinz Out.