Someone made a post on Facebook. I shared different views on the post so I commented my disagreement under the post. Joojo shared opposing views to mine so he replied to my comment. It turned into an argument, but it wasn’t anything serious. While we were going back and forth with our ideas. I went to look at his profile. While I was going through his wall, I saw that he posted a funny video that I liked, so I sent him my WhatsApp number and asked that he send the video to me. He sent the video within seconds, and that’s how our friendship began. He has the kind of intellectual depth that made me happy every time we talked.

We would talk on WhatsApp call and chat all day long, and it brought me a lot of peace. Joojo had me on speed dial, and he picked up my calls any day and anytime. There was nothing like, “This is a bad time, can I call you back?” He was always available to talk to me. He also made it a point to send me songs every day. Before long, I fell in love with him without intending to. However, I kept my feelings to myself because he was in a relationship. He lives in Ghana while I live in the UK so at the time we started talking, we hadn’t met. And when I came to Ghana, I wanted to meet him but I was too nervous to do that. He knew I was in town and asked to meet me but I didn’t allow it. I was scared that seeing him would remind me of the fact that I can’t have him and then it would hurt my feelings horribly.

So we continued being friends who had never met till I went back to the UK. On my next visit to Ghana, I met a guy. We fell in love and I got pregnant. I would have been happy about it but his family was hostile toward me. They said their son won’t marry me because of my tribe. This would have completely broken me but thankfully, Joojo was there for me. He encouraged me and held me together with his friendship. While everyone judged me, he never did. He constantly called me to make sure that I was okay. And he never failed to remind me that I was not alone. His presence in my life gave me the confidence to lift my head up and embrace the journey of a single mother.

As our friendship aged, Joojo made me believe that love could never go wrong. The only problem was that I was in love with him while he was in love with someone else. But I was content to have him as a friend so it didn’t hurt so much. Then along the line, his relationship ended. He said his girlfriend cheated on him. He was so heartbroken that he drifted away from even me. “I just want to be alone,” He told me. In all our six years of friendship, he had never kept me at arm’s length, so my feelings were hurt when he did that. I guess because I love him, I wanted to be the one he turned to in his lowest moment. But I had to understand that he didn’t love me so he saw things differently. So I gave him the space he needed to heal, and when he was ready to face the world again, I was there for him.

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We continued being good friends, and he never for once made me think that he wanted anything from me beyond friendship. There were times I hoped he would show some interest in me at least, but he never did. I came to Ghana again recently, and this time I was determined to meet him. So I asked him to send me his location. He responded, “You are not going to come and see me so let’s not bother.” This time I didn’t want to chicken out so I told him to send me the location anyway. As soon as he sent it, I got in my car and drove to his place. It took a few hours for me to get there but seeing him was worth it. He was everything his photos portrayed him to be and so much more. He hugged me for about ten minutes. And when he tried to pull away, I still held on to him.

He giggled and asked, “Are you okay?” “Yes,” I said with choked emotions, “But hold me a little longer.” I just didn’t want the moment to pass. While I held on to him, he kissed me on my cheek, and then on my lips. It was soft so good that I welcomed it. We kissed for what felt like thirty minutes and I was just waiting for him to take things further. But he didn’t want to do it. He smiled at me and said, “I don’t want to hurt you. You are too fragile.” “Why do you think you would hurt me? Is it that you are too big for me to handle?” He just shook his head and said, “This is a bad idea.” I didn’t pay attention to him, I rather asked if he had protection. But it didn’t matter, because, in the end, we didn’t use it. We did it like that. He was quite intense, and so was I. I matched his thrusts with satisfied moans. I loved how he knew his way around my body as though that wasn’t our first time together. It was incredible. He pulled out before he finished but he still advised that I take the plan B pills.

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When we finished our tryst, he introduced me to his friends and we shared a bowl of fufu together. Meeting him was a beautiful experience that had me smiling on the outside while crying in my heart because it intensified my love for him. But I know that he doesn’t want me like that. I left his place feeling so sad and happy at the same time. I was sad because of everything I wouldn’t have with him, but I was happy that he gave me an experience I will forever cherish. Before I went to see him, I had turned down the proposal of a man who wanted to marry me. However, after meeting him, I decided to marry the man. My hope is that marrying the man will kill my feelings for Joojo. I know he is on this platform so I hope he sees this. Joojo, thank you for being mine for a minute. I will forever hold those memories close to my heart. I never told you this, but I love you more than I have ever loved anyone.

Yours always,

–MGA

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