Dearest Heart,
It’s been a while since I heard from you, so for your last letter to make insinuations about my love for you, my dedication to our life and your place in my heart, breaks my heart.
According to you, you have been ‘reliably informed that the true love you declare for me is nothing but a farce, you have been seen around town having too much fun with too many men and rumours are abound that you are now the easy lay of Lagos’.
How dare you!!
Before I decided to spend my time, life and love with you I had male friends, and God knows that before you left, I went out with them alone and we laughed and danced, but I came home to you, because you are my rest.
Do you imagine that I would sit home for all the time you have been away and do nothing else? I love you, nothing can change that, but I also have a life that needs my friends, both male and female to support it. With you away, my friends are all I have to lean on.
As for the rumours that are abound that I am now the ‘easy lay of Lagos’, I hate to dissolution you, but if I were such an easy lay, I would be more discrete after all who doesn’t want to marry a returnee!
You insult me because you obviously don’t know me. You don’t seem to know that I physically ache for you. That just the idea of you touching me, fills me with such sweet joy and sorrow, I cannot hold myself together most days, I’m torn apart.
So for you to insinuate that just because I ache I must be seeking comfort elsewhere diminishes what I thought we have.
Talking of your reliable informants, I can only guess that they are your friends who have on various occasions sought to turn my gaze from you.
I imagine that they are the same ones who told me that you are never coming back, and if you do, it would not be for me.
I imagine that these informants of yours are the same who even during our youthful exuberance and first flush of romance tried to find ways to ‘make me an easy lay’, but I refused. Now in retaliation, they plant these awful seeds in your mind, but what is worse, is that you believe them.
I also have moments of intense jealousy when I think that you must be doing all sorts of things with all sorts of people, but I tell myself that ‘this is my man, and he is my right. I remind myself that you cannot break my heart because you already have it’.
How wrong I was. It would seem that it was easy to trample on my heart because you have it.
In deep despair
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1st Apology
Chocolate, and Ice Cream melt, because they have no substance. You apology lacks the same.
2nd Apology
The flowers died, not because they were not watered, but because they were not cared about. My love withers in a similar vein
3rd Apology
You came!
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