Growing up, I was always adventurous when it came to my relationship with girls. They liked my company just as I loved the attention they gave me. However, I never bowed to peer pressure and got myself a girlfriend until I got to high school. In SHS, I was a member of my school’s cadet. This afforded me certain privileges that my other colleagues didn’t have. We were in the boarding house but I could go to town whenever I wanted to. I also got the opportunity to visit other schools all in the name of the cadet.

Although being part of the cadet was fun, it came with responsibilities. As a tradition in our school, cadet members are supposed to carry the trunks and chop boxes of first-year students to their dormitories when they first report to school. It was our way of welcoming them to the school. It was through this activity that I met someone who changed my life.

Before I met this person I considered myself a stone-cold person who just played with girls to get favors from them. After I was done getting whatever I wanted from them, I moved on to the next victim. This was my life until one fateful day in September 2015. I was supervising the junior cadet members to welcome the first years when I met the most beautiful girl ever. I am not exaggerating when I say her beauty held me spellbound. I knew that very moment that I had to know her.

Fortunately, she was in our school to see off her younger brother who was reporting as a first-year student. I was the senior cadet guy at that time, so I called some junior ranked members to carry the new boy’s trunk and chop box. I also seized the opportunity to have a chat with my beautiful damsel. I told her, “Don’t worry about your brother. He will be fine. I will take good care of him.” She gave me an angelic smile that melted my heart before she waved me and her brother goodbye.

As fate would have it, her brother was assigned to my house and I ended up becoming his school father. We share the same surname so people assumed we were related. Because of this, no one dared mess with him. If they did, they would face my wrath. I believe this scored me some points in his sister’s eyes.

As time went on, Priscilla, as she is called, became my friend. Everything between us was so effortless. I knew where we were headed before we even got there. Yes, we fell head over heels in love with each other. And just as our friendship was filled with ease and laughter, our relationship was filled with beauty and love. It wasn’t rosy at every turn, but it was admirable and sometimes enviable.

Although we were young, we understood that relationships require a lot of work. So we made conscious efforts to protect what we shared. We fought when we had to, and made up when we got tired of fighting. I was so happy that my first love doubled as my favorite person on earth.

My school was in Kumasi and so was hers. The distance between our schools was quite far but love made it a walking distance for me. Due to my cadet privileges, I was always in her school. I am sure at some point her schoolmates thought I was also a student at their school. I just couldn’t function properly if I didn’t see her regularly. That is what loving her did to me.

Love they say is a beautiful nonsense, and I loved this nonsense. How could I not be happy that a sweet and innocent girl like Priscilla chose me to be her man? Calling her my woman made me feel like I owned the world. I always had a smile on my face every time I thought of her.

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I believed we would continue to grow stronger in love after we completed school. However, the situation was different. For some reason, we started fighting over little things. These fights were so unnecessary that I can’t recall what triggered them. Each time we fought, we drifted further away from each other. Our communication suffered. And when we both noticed what was going wrong, neither of us was willing to put our egos aside and resolve our problems.

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We acted as if there were plenty of fish in the sea. I behaved as if she was not that important to me. If only I had apologized when I erred, she would have done the same thing. Then we would have saved our ship from sinking. However, we stood and watched everything fall apart. After that, we counted our losses and bade each other farewell.

Losing her was the biggest mistake of my life. To this day, I have never loved anyone as deeply as I loved her.

Although we chat on the internet once in a while, she remains the one who got away. I believe that I will choose her in my next life, and this time I will not let her go. In my next life, she will certainly be my wife. That girl is love.

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—Charles 

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