“Hope for love, pray for love, wish for love, dream for love…but don’t put your life on hold waiting for love.”
― Mandy Hale,
It’s exactly eleven pm, and our eyes are wet with tears. We are all trying hard not to cry, so we bury ourselves into the things we do to stay alive. Tiffanie is clinging to her teddy bear while Christie is hiding beneath her duvet; Sarah is trying to tear a bar of chocolate while Danielle is fixed on her phone trying to make a call. I, on the other am jumping around in frustration, calling the name of all the guys in my life who I have ditched while waiting for the perfect man. Everyone calls me Lizzy the ghost watcher; I stalk my friends on social media and monitor their lives in the present world, I give them relationship advice and try so hard to keep my relationships that barely last a month.
We had just finished watching “The Fault in Our Stars” and was drowning in our hidden tears, the sentiment about cancer is something that touches the heart, but the fact is- a love story stirred our hearts. We were all single and trying so hard to find love.
The worst of us who tried so hard to show the world she was depressed was Sarah, the well shaped one among us, the only one who always ate chocolate when she was depressed about being single. The mobile phone was Sarah best friend, she never stopped ranting about her lonely life on every social platform about her struggles in life in a quest to steal a stolen man who eventually would end up getting stolen from her, or about how Nigerian Jollof was better Ghanaian Jollof, or how Yoruba guys break girls heart, and Igbo guys smell girls destinies. She was just too ambitious in finding love considering her last break up from the first guy who had ever asked her out. I used to tell her, “My Dear Sarah, you don’t have to post about your pathetic single life of stalking hot dudes on Instagram who turn out to be gay or giving the world updates on how many weight loss drugs you’ve bought in other to become a size 8, all you need to do is to change the rules- update your status about Bae (Bae got me this, Bae is the best) even though there is no one and try to take beautiful pictures with random hot dudes, upload them from time to time, act as if you are taken and through this action, and trust me guys would begin to ping you. Ever wonder why guys like to hang around a taken lady?” I would say to Sarah whenever she lamented on how she loved money and chocolates more than boys even though she was secretly waiting on one to touch her heart.
Christie was the one with the least problem, I guess…all she did was to hide beneath her duvet and caress her bare beauty in her body. I had always told her countless of times that the body was not meant to be enjoyed alone. Her fantasies of being in love with her lecturers husband, and dating someone’s who didn’t know she’s in love with him were the struggles she dreamt about while she thought about the scenes from fifty shades of gray while caressing herself.
I know Tiffinie was little less depressed even though she lamented on her definition of a perfect man to everyone who cared- tall, dark, rich, handsome, sexually active, must have an expensive car, well built, God fearing, not a mama’s boy, and most of all caring. Countless of times I would say to her “Life begins with a step, rather than swinging your light skin body to all the women who cares to see, why not fling it for the set of guys who you have said no to countless of times, not because you don’t like them, rather you enjoy the pleasure in saying No without considering the fact that the wrinkles around your eyes is not as a result of any reaction to your make up rather its sign of old age”.
We used to think that sitting along the hall way, hiding in the dark corners and allowing us feed on the silent conversations on the phone was what it meant to be in love; Danielle, dark and toned with beautiful touches of black would glue herself to the screen on her phone and talk for long hours while we struggles in our hearts on how lucky she was amidst the five of us. Those sweet words she said about Bae, those hot pictures of Bae and endless conversations on why she hadn’t introduced Bae to us because we were single and may snatch Bae from her were thoughts we scrambled in hearts while trying to stand alone. We used to think that turning away all the guys in your life meant staying true to your Guy, but they were all depressing methods Danielle had coupled together to feed on her insecurities of not finding love but remaining lonely.
I know it’s a difficult world, but what can do? Rather we have girls night to watch all the romantic movies we know, and listen to Adele songs in order to make us miss a man we do not have.