Hello Akosua,

I just want you to know that your absence has settled heavily in my life. Some nights, it feels like my chest caves in whenever your name crosses my mind. I miss you in ways I cannot even explain properly. No matter how hard I try to let go, your memory keeps finding its way back to me.

I have tried everything. I have said everything I could possibly say to myself just to make peace with this, but months later, the pain still sits quietly inside me. Some days it burns harder than others. You were not just my girlfriend. You were my closest friend, the person my day naturally began and ended with.

Now my phone barely rings. No random texts from you. No late-night calls. No little check-ins asking if I have eaten or reached home safely. Just silence.

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These days, when I return from work, I drop my keys on the table, sit in the hall, stare blankly at the television without following anything on the screen, and eventually fall asleep there. The house feels unbearably quiet. Loneliness has a sound, and I hear it every evening.

You and I both know things truly changed after that offer from your so-called “destiny helper.” Before then, we were not perfect, but somehow we always found our way back to each other. We argued, we disagreed, but we still chose us in the end.

Then he came into the picture with an opportunity you could not turn down.

I will never lie about this. I was genuinely happy for you. I encouraged you to take it because I believed it would change your life for the better. What I never prepared myself for was the condition attached to it. The distance between us did not just happen naturally. It came with sacrifices, compromises, and truths I think we both silently understood but never fully spoke about.

I know you became involved with him because that was what he wanted from you. What hurts me most is how difficult it is for people to help genuinely without demanding something in return. Sometimes I wonder why kindness always seems to come with hidden prices.

I loved you very much, Akosua. From the very beginning, I poured myself into your growth and your happiness. I did more than I probably should have, not because I was forced to, but because I truly believed in the future we were building together. I wanted us both to rise. I wanted you to become financially independent so we could someday stand side by side and face life together.

Even on days when I felt unappreciated, I still loved you wholeheartedly.

Sometimes I look back and regret some of the things I sacrificed for you, but regret changes nothing now. Everything I gave came from a sincere place. I was building dreams around your name without realizing that one day I would be standing alone in the middle of them.

Now you are gone, and I am left feeling empty, foolish, and lost.

You know me well enough to know I do not talk about my relationship problems with people. That is why I am writing this instead of speaking to anyone else. I deleted your contact because I did not want to keep calling and disturbing you. You are in school now, and I know you deserve peace.

But the truth is, I do not know how to start over.

Walking away was one of the hardest things I have ever done, but staying had become even harder. Still, even after leaving, I remain stuck in memories of you. My room feels hollow. Even the T-shirts you used to wear when you visited still carry pieces of you. I had to hide them because every time I saw them, it felt like reopening a wound.

I have tried moving on, but your thoughts follow me everywhere. They sit beside me at work, wait for me at home, and keep me awake at night. Some days I cannot even focus properly because my mind drifts back to you.

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And as for your “destiny helper,” who also happens to be my boss, there is not a single day I see him without bitterness rising in my chest. Still, despite everything, I do not regret helping you get that job. Maybe that was the path God intended to use to change your life. Maybe I was only meant to be the bridge that helped you cross into a better future.

I tried, Akosua. I truly did. Please be safe out there.

—Bright

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