I will never Forget

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Dear Lilea’s blog,

Just call me Jae (not real name). I have been a silent reader of your blog and from the comments I have come to realise  that your readers are really mature and see things from different strong perspectives and I respect that a lot.

I have no doubt that my issue will receive attention and the best advice given.

I was eighteen years old when I started dating Sly (not real name), he was the second guy that ever approached me in my adult life. I was a very shy girl and without being told I knew that I lacked self confidence. I wouldn’t go to social gatherings and kept to myself most of the time.

All I did was to study and I was quite good in my academics; I made straight As in secondary school and by the end of the first semester everyone in my class in the University knew that I was a force to reckon with. A lot of people tried to get close to me but because I believed that they wanted to be my friend just so I could help them with school work made me stay away; I had an inferiority complex and I knew it was because of my height.

I got my short height from my father who is just a little over 5ft 4in tall, we were the same height and I always wish that I was just a little bit taller.

Sly was different, I never even knew that we were in the same class till our second year in the University. I met him on my way to class from the hostel, I had a big suitcase because I was going to go home after my last class, it was student’s week and I’d rather stay at home. I just felt someone grab my suitcase from behind and insisted on carrying it all the way to wherever I was going to. He wouldn't let me resist.

It turned out that we were going to the same class so we sat together all through our lectures, in the end he walked me to the motor park where I boarded a vehicle.

When I got back after the one week break, I was so excited to see Sly in class the following day and he seemed happy to see me too. We had lunch together in the afternoon and that became our routine. Without any formalities Sly and I started a relationship which became quite serious, I lost my innocence to him on a certain Valentine’s day in his off-campus accommodation. On that day he told me that he loved and promised to be with me forever after he discovered that he was the first man I ever knew.

We basically lived together the rest of our years in the University and everyone knew that we were a couple. In our third year, we won the best couple on campus and I must say that Sly brought out the best in me, he was a really nice person and made more confident and a lot friendlier to people. 

He was full of life and really very funny, he made me very happy and a lot of times, while he slept I watched him sleep and wondered how I was lucky enough to get such a good looking man who was also over 6ft tall as a boyfriend. 

In our final year Sly gave me an engagement ring and we promised to get married to each other at the right time. We both graduated with very good grades, Sly was equally smart and so we complemented each other. We even held tutorials at exam periods which really endeared us to other students; Sly made me a totally different person and I loved him deeply.

The problem started when we were posted to different states for our National Youth Service Corp; we were in touch always and had planned that after our postings the one with a better job would decide where we both would live.

To be continued..