The winter is always so cold in Lusikisiki, we don’t have snow here but the cold in winter is bone chilling. It was also in winter when he confessed his love to me and sealing it with a kiss and so our relationship began, during that time I had already finished the twelfth grade but because I didn’t get any offers from any tertiary institution I got a job in a local shop close to my home and he was still in the eleventh grade. The owner of the shop was my former English teacher in junior secondary school, she was a very nice lady, that shop is where my unforgettable love began. We watched the stars and the moon and noticed that they are more beautiful in winter than any other seasons.

Our relationship was quite good, at least that’s what I thought but I was unaware of the fact that good things don’t last until I went to college the following year. After going to college my relationship with Chulumanco became more and more weak, in the first two months he said that he was always busy as he was in the twelfth grade, I understood of course I did because I have been there before. Later Chulumanco became more unreachable than before and so we broke up, I remember in my last phone call he said “Who are you?” and I was in disbelief as to what can make one forget another after he was not reachable for almost two weeks but I still told him who I was, “It’s me, Thandeka” I said. To my disappointment he said that he does not keep useless numbers in his phone.

So I learnt how useless a relationship can be after not talking to each other for two weeks, the words “I don’t keep useless numbers” ended my relationship of ten months. But maybe it ended the day I left town because after leaving town we hardly spoke to each other, I blamed everything on my naïveté. Why did I ever date someone younger than me? Looking for the answer was like searching for a needle in the haystack. Forgetting this love and pain was going to be long process for me. Maybe I was lucky because I never got to meet him again but I think of him from time to time. Does he ever think of me?