When I was eighteen years of age, I had lots of nice ideas and innovations. Very very high expectations for myself and some badass dreams too.
At that age, I had a perfect relationship with Bukola, whom we both went to the same secondary school in Nigeria. She is a first class brilliant girl. Straight 'A' student. Beautiful, exceptional, smart and exquisite young lady and that's just to say at eighteen, I had my life sorted out for the future. Then in 2018, when we were in our second year in the university, I made a terrible life shattering mistake.
A mistake that redefined me, rewrote my future and brought me back to the dust bringing along everything I've built including that relationship too.
Recently, I packed all my dusts and clayed them into something that I can carry on moving forward making sure that it's not a lesson that is going to weigh me down again. Even though, the course of my life have entirely been reshaped.
February 2018, I published my first love story, a story about love and betrayal. I still don't know my plans for the future because I am still in the process of of building and rebuilding my body.
I don't even know why I am writing this, or whom I am writing this for, I don't even know if this makes any sense but I hope to touch someone's life positively. I just hope someone comes across this one day and read my memories of a sad love story about two high school lovers.
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