She lives in Tema. I’m in Accra. We met in Tema and dated for months before I relocated to Accra. One day she fell sick and was admitted to the hospital. She spent six days at the hospital. I was there every evening after work. She was discharged on Sunday. I was there all day Saturday, running errands for her, providing companionship and making her feel cared for. Her parents and family weren’t around so I took charge.

When she came home, I did my best to nurse her back to complete health again. To me, the least you can do to someone you love is to prove that you love them. It’s not enough to just say. You have to show it. You have to be loud about it. I’m not even talking about the big things. When it comes to love, the little things can be louder than the big gestures.

A few months later, I found myself in a bad place. I had an accident and twisted my ankle. My right leg was swollen for days. It was so painful I couldn’t walk on it. She came over to see me when it happened and left that same day. I didn’t see her again until two weeks later.

I was home. My leg was placed in a cast. I needed help but that was the time my girlfriend got busy at work and in life. Every day was busier than the previous one. “I’ll come tomorrow. Today I had to go out of Tema to work,” she told me.

Tomorrow came, but she didn’t come. I made excuses for her. “It’s far from where she lives. Work can be unpredictable sometimes. It’s not her fault.”

I kept making excuses for her until one weekend when she was supposed to come over, she called to tell me, “I was too tired I overslept. Can we make it tomorrow?”

By the time I saw her again, my leg was better. I couldn’t run but I could limp on it. When she saw me walking with a limp she told me, “You’re a man. Why are you behaving like a woman? If you don’t step on it how will the pain go away?”

By God’s grace, I’m better now. I wear my shoes and walk to work. I run. I jump. The next thing is to jump out of this thing I call a relationship. I’ve thought about it all the times that I was down. I wasn’t expecting her to do the same for me because our situations were different. All I expected was effort, but she proved I wasn’t worth her effort, so what’s there again to take?

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I’ve told her that I don’t see a future between us. I’ve narrated everything to a T. She said sorry. She said she didn’t know I expected that much from her. She repeated that she was busy and tired. She told me she’ll do better next time.

She had over a month to do better but didn’t do anything. How can I trust her words?

It hurts. I don’t think I’ll forget easily so the best thing is to let her go. If she has learned and is indeed sorry, then she can do better in her next relationship.

— Francis

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