PART ONE.

We became friends in primary school. But we got separated by going to middle school. Years passed and we met again in high school during weekend classes when our schools joined together at my school to attend SSIP classes on Saturdays. I see her as I walk by. But I still don’t speak to her. I turn a blind eye to her presence as we attended the same classes most of the time.

The year passes and we probably greeted each other once. I opened a new Instagram account and I open my messages to find her text. She asked for my WhatsApp number and that’s when I knew that she was Gay. I didn’t want to talk to her at first because I thought she was straight. And straight girls obviously don’t date other girls. She really does text me and we talk. The conversation got deeper as we revealed our sexualities. I’m bisexual and she’s Gay. But then bisexuals are the most hated humans. I think it’s because most bisexuals don’t understand the “bisexual” term.

Most people tend to think that being bisexual means dating two genders at once. No. Being bisexual means you’re attracted to both genders, but when it comes to dating you have to date one person at a time. I think she has been with those kind of bisexuals. Those that just date two genders at the same time and act as if they are doing nothing wrong. It’s all wrong from the start.

Somehow I secretly call her my lover. She’s my love because she has a special spot in my heart. She’s the second girl I’ve ever really loved. Yes, second. What happened to the first? She was my true and only love. But she had a boyfriend. She was also a bisexual. We were not in a relationship but we had feelings for each other. We were so close and talked for long and about everything. We hid nothing form each other. Her boyfriend started not liking me because he knew we had feelings attached to us. So it wasn’t just friendship. But we hid everything behind friendship. Some of our classmates even thought that we were dating. So her boyfriend hated me. She then started to have a new friend and she abandoned me when I needed her the most. She started acting weird and I ended everything without telling her. I had my reasons.

But I don’t want the same thing to happen again. Because that would be a real trauma. My lover has been there for me during my worst days. She was there and didn’t give up on me even when I was down. She was there. She somehow was there. I had deleted all my socials. But when I went back I found her waiting. I want it to stay like this. I want us to be there for each other as much as we can. Maybe I have met my soul mate. But only time will tell.