She wanted more. So every time he asks her to accompany
him, she always said yes. Every time he says “you are my best friend Ivy and
you are my wife” jokingly, she always say “you are my husband” not so jokingly…
letting herself hope that maybe that would be the moment they will share that
will turn everything around. I’d love to believe a part of her knew it was
hopeless, loving him like that and hoping against hope that one day he would
come to see her through the eyes she sees him, as she see him…
Four years and counting and now I’m sure nothing
would ever happen between Ivy and Anthony. Maybe these two are destined to be
best friends forever. And just maybe he loves her but he is afraid to cross the
tiny little line between friendship and love. Maybe he doesn’t even see her
like she sees him, and just maybe he belong with her… who knows huh and with
all these complications, who wouldn’t hate love stories?
Sitting here, writing the story of Ivy, I couldn’t
help but see myself in Ivy. Am not so different from her, after all am a girl
just like her, with almost an identical story. Oh well, the one difference is,
I’ve been in love with my best friend for two years and now I know nothing
would ever happen between us. We are friends and that’s all we are ever going
to be… and how did I know it will never happen?
I knew this when I let him take me to a musical
concert by one of Nigeria’s most famous artist Darey Art Alade titled ‘Love
like a movie’. It’s not the usual weekend hangouts that we do and I took that
as a sign that the moment I’ve been waiting for has finally come. He will
finally realize his feelings for me, and all those late night chats on whats
app would all be worth it. And I figured every hurdle we went through together
for the past two years must have meant more to him than just good old friendship
that we share; surely he too must have felt the spark between us. Never have I
ever been more wrong…
An hour after the concert started, I was in a room
full of strangers, standing all alone. He left my side, said he saw some
familiar faces and off he went. I have never felt so alone in my life whilst in
the middle of a crowd as large as the people that turned out for the concert.
Sitting there, feeling sorry for myself and feeling completely out of place,
then it finally hit me. For good two years I have been waiting for something
more to happen, I was a fool in love; a fool to believe just because my heart
is crying out his name for so long, he will finally take notice. Sitting there
feeling helpless, I couldn’t even get myself to move from where I was sitting
to look for him in this sea of strangers. If only Ivy’s HOD could see me, not
very smart I thought.
I was suddenly jolted back to life and blinded by
the lighting on stage, pulling me back from my dark thoughts and into the
present. The entertainers on stage were Psquare and they were hyping up their
performance with acrobatics and dance and the ladies around were screaming and
jumping all at the same time, I could have sworn I saw some shedding tears… do
I even belong here? I asked myself. I have never really liked crowd and here I
am in a sea of strangers. Since when did I forget who I am and willing to give
it all up just for him? Another question with no answer, crazy things people do
for love…
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