I Lost My Love The Day I Lost My Phone

I think about my first relationship and I smile. It’s the same smile that possessed my face the first day Alberta spoke to me. They say out of sight out of mind but that does not apply in my case. What I feel when I reminisce about her is that absence makes the heart grow fonder. How can I ever forget about the girl who was my sunshine? It’s been a decade since I last spoke to her but I am holding out hope that this story will find her and bring her back to me. This is how our story began.

It was on the first day of our BECE. That day I woke up early and ironed my school uniform neatly. Our headmaster had told us to look our best because we would be sharing the same exams center with other schools. As the school prefect, it was my duty to lead by example. So I was the picture of a perfect student when I left the house that day.

Our school bus arrived at the exams center, Accra High School, and our headmaster asked us to comport ourselves. Again, as the school prefect, it was my duty to ensure that my colleagues did as they were told. So I went wandering about the school, to make sure that everyone was on their best behavior. At one point, I climbed the stairs so I could have a clear view of the compound. That was when I saw two girls sitting upstairs, revising their notes.

Immediately I saw them Alberta raised her head. Our eyes locked and the air felt electric. The phrase I want to use is “we zinged” (an allusion to the Hotel Transylvania cartoon.) She smiled and I smiled back. It was love at first sight for both of us. I couldn’t hear anything going on around me, because my heartbeat was loud enough to drown out every other sound. My mind went blank. I couldn’t even recall anything I learned. I didn’t trust my voice to speak properly so I walked away without saying anything to her.

I hoped for my heart’s sake that I would see her again. After all, we had an entire week to finish the exams. Fate being on my side, I met her again after the first paper. Come and see me smiling like a mumu (fool). We talked, and I only fell deeper in love with her. Whatever success I aimed to achieve after writing the exams no longer mattered to me. The only reason I went to the exams center happily was Alberta. Her thoughts flooded my mind when we were apart and my face lit up like a Christmas tree when we were together.

The week I spent talking to her and getting to know her felt like an entire lifetime. It’s interesting how much you can learn about someone when you are looking at them with your heart instead of your eyes. There were girls in my school who liked me. Some of them went as far as throw themselves at me, but none of them could ever hold a candle to Alberta. She ruled my heart with her sweet smile and her calm disposition.

I was a typical “hard guy” so I was surprised to learn that I too possessed the ability to fall in love. I am smiling so hard writing this. This is what she does to me. I remember the last day of our exams. I stood under a tree talking to her while my colleagues were boarding our school bus. My headmaster asked everyone to get on the bus but I didn’t mind him. Why would I leave the love of my life to go sit on a boring bus? He sent my colleagues to come and call me, and I told them, “You people should go, I will pick a car and join you at the school.”

Alberta and I were talking and she kept smiling at me. It made me feel powerful. So I certainly didn’t want to leave her side. However, my headmaster was relentless. He sent me for me a second time. I still didn’t want to go but out of respect for him, I went. Before I left, my love and I exchanged contacts and promised to keep in touch.

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I walked majestically to our school bus. The moment my colleagues on the bus saw me, they started hollering my name. I enjoy that kind of attention so I was happy. I was even responding to their shouts. The next thing I realized, our potbellied headmaster stepped out of the bus to meet me. We all went quiet when I got to him. I could tell that he was angry. He must have heard that I kept them waiting because of a girl.

“What did you tell your friends when I sent for you?” He questioned. Before I could answer him, he gave me a resounding slap to drive home his anger. Fortunately, I was too high on love to feel pain. I didn’t even flinch. I just kept smiling like a mumu. It annoyed him more but after slapping me, what else could he do?

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When I got home later that day I called Alberta. Her voice soothed me. She made me smile and laugh. The days that followed were blissful. “When will I see you again? I asked her one day. I couldn’t see her but I heard the smile in her voice when she said, “I am not sure but we can fix a date and meet before we start high school.” The thought of seeing her again filled me with a new joy.

Everything was going well until one devilish friend of mine stole my phone. The wicked guy didn’t even leave my SIM card. “My sweet Alberta is going to call me and end up disappointed. She will wait for my call but it will never come,” I thought. I was very hurt. I didn’t know her house to go and look for her. She also didn’t know my house. I have not heard from him since that time. And I haven’t stopped thinking about her either. I hope she sees this post. I want her to know that it’s been a long time since I smiled like a mumu.

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