Whoever Said I Should Fall in Love in University Owes Me an Apology.

I was in my first year at KNUST when I met him. He was also a student at the University of Ghana, two years ahead of me, but it didn’t matter. I didn’t know much about love, but I knew that I could trust him with all of my heart and still not get scared. I knew that when it came to Jordan, it didn’t matter what people said about inter-tertiary couples, that they never last. Jordan was sure, even when I was not. He was certain on our behalf, and that made a whole lot of difference.

By level 200, I was certain I was going to marry Jordan the way NPP was certain they were going to win the 2024 general elections, because a man as generous as Jordan I was not going to let slip through my fingers. He matched my energy and my sense of humour and understood me so well.

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He was living at home at the time because of UG, then he moved to campus to perch with a friend until he completed it. We thought about it carefully – the circumstances, the problems, the pros and cons – and decided it was for the best, especially because of the academic pressure. You know how tertiary is.

Then Legon girls happened. I say Legon girls happened because history has it recorded.

When we started, we were on fire, but we burned so intensely that we burned our hearts to ashes. It got to a point where things turned cold. My baby stopped texting me like he used to.

He started calling me a talker, and when I complained, he shut me up. “You don’t understand, abi KNUST diɛ it is child’s play,” before I could open my mouth to speak again, he added ” Small girl and you like talking too much, ei”  and he hung up on me. All this just a month after he moved to stay on campus.

In the days after, he begged me. He said that everything that happened was because he was under pressure to submit a paper, and that was why he was frustrated.

One thing about him was that he made sure we were one of those couples who prayed together, because that’s what the Bible said, or am I lying? Every Thursday, we fasted. Every day like clockwork, and it was such a big deal for both of us. He fastened my belt as a Christian, preached to me about faith, love, and God. Even my roommates, who were used to us praying on the phone together, teased us.

Then all of a sudden, he forgot we had a fast. My prayers were too long. He had no time for simple devotions anymore and suggested I send them as a text, and even when I did, he wouldn’t read it.

We got to the point where Legon girls and their shenanigans had taken his soul, his mind, his thoughts until I didn’t matter anymore. After all, he had seen me finish. I had bared my heart to him so completely that there was nothing left to search for, not like in a Legon girl.

The breakup came from me. We broke up the first time, I went back to beg, but he didn’t change, so I called it quits. Our entire romantic relationship lasted only five months. He decided we should be friends, I obliged, the whole friendship situation became awkward, we fought, and then I had to block him to maintain my peace.

My experience with a Legon boy taught me a lot of lessons. I believe there shouldn’t be any sort of inter-tertiary relationships at all. Call me whatever you like, but those boys on that campus will break your heart, and those girls, those Legon girls. Ayoo.

I am now in my final year. The academic semester just started, and I do miss having a lover. Just a sweetheart, you know. Someone to do things with, talk with, laugh with, and also cuddle with, or cry in their arms when I become academically stressed.

I know some people might say I need to focus on my books, which is spot-on. Some might also say I should go talk to my friends or make new ones, and I understand that too. I do have friends, but there are certain things you simply cannot do with friends the way you would with a lover. I don’t know if you understand me. It’s all good.

I Left Him Because He Didn’t Help In The Kitchen

I’d like to ask, would this feeling of wanting a lover ever subside? And I hope that when love comes my way again, his demeanor doesn’t change towards me, and the relationship lasts.

—Candy

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