The first few months with Tiki were good and fun. He called every day, he didn’t care about what time it was. I really thought he was my future. My mother called him a security guard when he called at midnight every day when he was on shift.

“Why does he call at midnight? Doesn’t he know you work? He will be sleeping when you are going to work,” my mother said.
I laughed a bit, it was not like I hated him calling me. I was always hungry for his voice.

“He is not a security guard Mama,” I replied.

“He is a security guard trying to stay awake during duty,” she laughed.
I didn’t care what she called him. Tiki worked in a restaurant which was open 24 hours, sometimes he worked up to late hours. I knew he was hard, rough, tough and sometimes confusing. I didn’t expect him to change one day.

As time passed, I felt I was the only one in love. I thought he was busy but he began to ignore me a lot. Love became a tormenter, I suffered. I missed his calls and his voice. I couldn’t live another day without him. I thought maybe he was a cheater and a womaniser.

I felt hopeless. If love was a disease, it would be the most incurable disease. I would have died. If love was a glass, if broken then no one could pick the glass and put glue to put it back together.

I wanted to let go. It took a month and 2 weeks with no communication. I was devastated, lonely. I cried a lot because I loved him. I wanted to be a precious jewel and the best in his life. My friends thought I was crazy but in real life, I missed him. I wanted him to tell me that he still loved me.
I had never loved someone before as I loved him. It turns out that those you love the most will always hurt you the most. Why did I fall in love with him? Why did he proclaim his love to me? Was it lust? Did he know we would never last?

He promised and did the opposite in my life. I wanted answers, chased them, but all I could get were questions instead of answers. I believed in a saying I got from my cousin: ‘True love never dies, dies by mistakes, mistakes by people, people by jealousy and jealousy by wishes’. Was the saying true or did it depend on how someone concluded that? I was getting confused or had I trusted someone soon after my divorce? Was it true love? My conscience was losing it.

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