I didn't marry the boy I was in love with when I was 16

I didn’t marry my first love – a short story.

Soji was really handsome, his deep voice would melt my heart whenever he called.

He was everything I wanted, yeah at least judging from what I know about love, marriage, relationships and life generally as a 16 year old.

 I was 16 going on 17 and I was in love.

It was the days of midnight callings and for hours I and Soji would have long calls over the night. Can’t really remember most things we discussed then but it was all a world of fantasies that I enjoyed. We would talk about marriage, and our home. We both enjoyed our world of fantasies. But all along we weren’t really dating officially, in fact we haven’t seen each other, unluckily for us there were no BBM, Whatsapp and Facebook those days the best we had was email and our phones weren’t enabled for that. We did a lot of chatting by SMS, oh imagine how much money we wasted. One thing led to another and I and Soji never dated eventually and with time there became a great distance between us.

Then I met Lanre, wow Lanre was matured and his English was dope. He was already in the higher institution just like Soji too. Who knows maybe I just had a crush on university boys? Lol

Ok, so I dated Lanre and by the time I got to the university we broke up.
After that I met David, tall, dark and handsome guy and of course in the uni. We dated and broke up.

Then I met……, I met…….
I kept on meeting and I kept on dating. I kept on dreaming and building fantasies.
I keep on imagining a world of love, romantic dates, travelling round the world, honey moon, dinner dates. The picture I had in my head about love was that of fun fun fun. Chocolate, roses, gifts, poems , cards, etc.
Until my heart became fit for love. I met my first love when I was 16 and I met my husband when I was 25. I had 9 years of learning the meaning of love. Within those 9 years I had lots of heartbreaks, lots of night sobbing, and of course regrets.
 Then I realized that marriage isn’t a playground. I don’t think anyone gets tired of fun because if it was a playground then there should be no divorce then,
Then I realized that love is a commitment. That love is about giving, that love is about waiting.
Love is patient
Love doesn’t envy
Love is not proud
Love doesn’t misbehave
Love isn’t selfish
Love doesn’t get angry easily
Love doesn’t have evil thoughts

Love rejoices in the truth
Love believes all things
Love beareth all things
Love endures all things and above all Love never fails.
So I look back and I asked myself what I was doing thinking about love at that age of 16 when at that point I had no clues about what love was. At that point I had no clues about what I wanted. I had no clues about how long the journey of finding real LOVE was going to take me a journey of finding my life choice.

I didn’t marry my first love. I didn’t marry the boy I was in love with when I was 16.