I don’t know what to do with what she is telling me now. I didn’t leave her. She was the one who left. Now she is here saying all sorts of things. “Remember how good we were,” she says in an attempt to reel me back in. Where were her memories when she left me out in the cold? I promised her heaven. She promised me the earth. Did she forget that when she chose him over me?

The painful part about all this is that we were truly happy. Everything between us was easy. We spoke the same language. We were crazy together. We planned. We dreamed. We hoped for a future where we would grow old and grey hand in hand.

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I saw it as a test of our love when she told me, “I have to leave town. My sister who lives in Accra has asked me to move in with her.” A long-distance relationship wasn’t what I had in mind when I first proposed love to her, but what choice did I have? I couldn’t stand the thought of losing her but I couldn’t stand in the way of her plans either. I supported her decision to move while doing everything possible to hold on to the love we had.

Shortly after she moved, her behaviour started changing but I didn’t think much of it. I suppose I should have been worried when she started calling me “Sweet Ex” even though we hadn’t broken up.

Another thing that should have had me looking for the exit was when we were having a conversation and she said, “You will be very heartbroken if I leave you. I don’t think you will be able to survive my absence.” I remember telling her, “Yes, I won’t survive it. Now, why do you keep saying these kind of things?” She ignored me.

Soon enough, our long phone conversations were reduced to brief chit-chats, or sometimes, no calls at all.

“I am busy, let me call you back.”

“I am taking care of my sister’s children. Let me finish and call you.”

These are some of the excuses she gave whenever I tried to talk to her. Meanwhile, she wouldn’t return my calls either. I should have known something was up but I trusted her so much that I believed her sister was the one taking all her time.

Then one day she sent me a text message. I don’t remember on which day particularly but it was sunny. She said she didn’t have airtime so I should send her some. I didn’t hesitate. I sent it with no questions asked.

She called me that very evening with the airtime I bought for her and broke up with me. She didn’t give me any reasons when I asked her why. I could hear the sound of my heart breaking inside my chest but I did my best to keep a cool composure. After all, love cannot be forced. I agreed to the breakup and we parted ways.

A few days later, she posted a photo of a man on her WhatsApp status and captioned it, “Love of my life.” I felt a jab in my chest when I saw it but I had to mind my business.

Linda didn’t stop with that one photo. Day and night, she would post his photo and caption it with sweet words that tore through my already aching heart.

I wanted to delete her number at some point but on second thought I didn’t. For some reason, she also wouldn’t let go completely. She would call and text me occasionally to check up on me. It doesn’t bother me so I talk to her whenever she calls. I have even come to expect it.

Last week when she called it was a different message she carried. According to her, we should mend things and get back together. That’s the last thing I want.

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She has sent me a bunch of messages saying that she didn’t know what she had when she had me. “You are sweet and nice but I took you for granted,” one message read. “The guy I left you for was no good. He was abusive so we always fought. In the end, we had to break up,” another one said.

She keeps telling me she is sorry for the way she treated me. “I forgave you long ago,” I tell her, “but I don’t want you back.” She refuses to accept this.

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Someone who was too busy to return my calls now calls me every day. In a day she would call me like fifteen times. Then she would follow up with a series of messages. All to tell me to come back to her.

I don’t know how else to tell her that I am not interested. And I am not kidding. Yes, I used to be crazy about her but now I have lost everything I ever felt for her. What should I do or say for her to understand this. I need your advice on the matter, please.

— Ike 

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