Being unable to find closure is messy. The healing process is messy, but you’re not weak. It’s okay if you thought you were over it, but it hits you all over again. It’s okay to fall apart even if you thought you had it under control. There’s actually no time limit or time zone for healing, some might take a day or two, some take a month while others could even take years.

We all heal in different ways, some forgive and forget, some keep going back to the same person a hundred times just to feel the pain once more, until they wake up one day and learn that they are no longer needed in that person’s life, hence they get hurt each time.

That’s the reason some people no longer know how to love or believe that they’re loved. They’ve been hurt a hundred times and not just by one person, but by plenty of them, because they believed love exists and always hoped to find someone who’d truly love them. But they never do. They end up getting badly hurt or even loose interest in love.
I always told my friend, “Let’s just go with the flow, and not title it.”
She would respond, “Don’t brag too soon, let the vibe sink in.”

But we all know that love is blind. The minute I got into a relationship, I forgot all that I had said, I completely gave in. I forgot that I shouldn’t love this person this much, I totally forgot that this gender could kill a person mentally, physically and spiritually.

I was genuinely happy. I was madly in love with this guy, he loved me wholeheartedly too, or at least that’s what I thought. We were first year students at North West University, staying at the same accommodation. We dated unexpectedly. I think that was, one of the reasons things moved quickly.

My friend actually wanted him, I was not even into him, until one day he came to my room with my roommate. We then started talking and it turns out that we’re into same things. We spoke until midnight. He then asked me to walk him to his room. We stopped by the stairs and we both started asking each other about our love lives, and because I was starting to fall for him, I lied saying I had just gone through a horrible break up and that I was still in the healing process. The truth was, I had a boyfriend back home, the one from high school, he couldn’t make it to university.
He then also told me that he broke up with his high school lover a few weeks before he came here. I believed him because he really seemed like an honest person. I truly enjoyed his company. I went to sleep that night thinking about him, it was priceless.

Tell us: Do you think they will develop a relationship together?