“Just one, today. Supersize, with Coke, No Ice. Thank You!”
“That will be R55.90”
“Damn, things ain’t getting any cheaper”
“Perhaps, that’s why we should try and cut down on them.”
“How I wish”
I once loved a guy. Opened up to him and sacrificed my dreams for him. Supported his vision and stood behind him. He also got behind me, sometimes, but I had to be on my knees for that. I never complained. It takes small sacrifices to make big headways. Women with pretty smiles are popular, but men prefer women who sleep with their feet behind their ears. Young, naive and trusting, I believed every word he said. The most beautiful woman he ever laid his eyes on, he used to tell me. We were to build a family and he told me he had already spoken with his uncles to approach my family asking for my hand in marriage.
“Three quarts, please”
“You’re strong man, but you gotta pay yesterday’s credit before I could give you any.”
“Argh, what do you take me for? Here, keep the change for the three I will get tomorrow”
“Wow, did you catch the lottery?”
“I’m a hustler, my boi!”
I once loved a girl. Adored and gave her everything she asked for. I loved her unconditionally and whole-heartedly. Shared my dreams with her and reaffirmed her. Kissed her every morning and never stopped telling her how much I loved her. I put a diamond on her finger and saved money to give her a wedding of her dreams.
I once I loved a guy. Met him as a student. He wore this brown Powerhouse T-Shirt and a pair of RT jeans ten times in five days. The black pair of All Stars he wore weren’t black anymore. The worn out Carvela his cousin handed down to him irritated the heck out of me, but I loved him. We had rice and pilchards on Sundays and eggs with bread on any other day. All that we downed with Lemon and Lime Super 7 cordial. Once in a while we would treat ourselves with orange flavoured Wild Island. A luxury equivalent to caviar, for us. In spite of all this, we were happy for we had each other. We always spoke of how we only had to endure those hardships for three years. During the third year, his parents couldn’t afford registration fee so I sacrificed mine so he could register and graduate. It was for the benefit of the both of us. He was my man. We were to get married. It made sense. I dropped out without my parents’ knowledge.
I once loved a girl. Met her through a friend and immediately clicked. She liked Cricket just liked me. She got me into debt because I used my credit card to buy her all sorts of shoes. I got her a contract phone and paid for her studies. I loved her so much, I stopped hanging around my friends and even started speaking her language. I never did anything without informing her and sometimes I would even ask for her permission to go out.
I once loved a guy, I gave him all my heart. He was there all the time, until I fell pregnant. The same time he graduated.
I once loved a girl, until I lost my job. The same time she got promoted at work.
I once loved a guy, until he told me I had put on to much weight that he didn’t find me sexy anymore. I once loved a guy until he left me for a skinny bitch.
I once love a girl, until she told me my love wasn’t good enough. I once loved a girl, until she told she love her rich ex-boyfriend more.
I once loved a guy, until he got a cushy job at a top firm. He got a nice snazzy car and a cozy000005 townhouse. Of course, he lost the Carvelas and All Stars. I once loved a guy, until he changed his number and told me he wasn’t the father of our daughter.
I once loved a girl, until she told me never to call her anymore. She told me I wasn’t as good in bed as her ex was, that’s why she continued to sleep with him throughout our relationship.
I once loved a guy, until he left me for a skinny woman and made me feel unpretty. I once loved a guy, until he broke my heart.
I once loved a girl, until she left me for a rich guy and made me feel inadequate. I once loved a girl until she broke my heart.
I once loved a guy, until I was so broken-hearted I needed tranquilisers to fall asleep. So broken-hearted I was, I slept a week non-stop without taking a bath. I once cried over a guy, until my pillow was soaking wet with my tears. I had suicidal thoughts and I couldn’t get myself to smile. I had chest pains and my neck and shoulders we forever stiff. I was so broken-hearted; I could feel my heart beating just below my throat. I hated him as much as I had hope he would return and apologise for his actions. I hated him for abandoning his own flesh and blood, yet each time I looked at her I was reminded of the love we once shared. I hated him for reneging on his promise of loving me unconditionally, yet I was still in love the dream of a future with him. I once loved a guy that made me hate all men.
I once loved a girl, until I was so depressed I couldn’t eat the whole week. I was so depressed I had nightmares of how she held betrayed me. I couldn’t believe how one person could be so selfish. I once loved a woman that made me hate all women.
I once loved a guy, I stalked him. I knew his every move. Where he was meeting her and what they were doing. It killed me so much inside, I wanted to tell him how much I hated him. I once loved a guy so much, finding out he was having a baby and planning to get married to this model-looking skinny bitch landed me in hospital for a week.
I once loved a girl, my whole system shut down. I hated money and everyone who had it. I blamed God for my misfortune and I was shattered when I found out she was pregnant and getting married.
I once loved a guy, until I realised I needed to love myself more.
I once loved a girl, until I decided to move on.
I once love myself, until I met a guy that’s been hurt by a girl. I met a guy that drank too a lot to ease his pain.
I moved on until I met a girl that’s been hurt by a guy. I met a girl but she took comfort in food, to ease her pain.
I loved myself so much I wanted him for me, but he wouldn’t open up to love.
I moved on so much I wanted her to like me and stop being afraid.
I love myself so much I liked this guy but I couldn’t open up to be hurt again.
I moved on so much I loved this girl, but I was never gonna let myself go through heartbreak again.
I loved myself so much I wanted him to be the first to open up.
I moved on so much I wanted her to show I can trust her.
I loved myself so much I always believed he would get me to love him and then leave me for someone slender.
I moved on so much I always believed she would get me to love her and the leave me for someone with more money.
I loved myself so much I found out his ex left him for my ex.
I moved on so much I found out her ex left her for my ex.
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