Victor Nwankwo's letter to his friend

 Dear Chitugah,

Emeka was not the first person you ever dated but I understand he holds a special place in your heart. His leaving, I’m sure has created a deep vacuum that if not properly handled could be empty until eternity calls. 

I love you, that is why I have taken my time to write you my own view and what I think you should do to help you move on. 

I must warn you not to take anything from here. I’m not an expert and just a little while ago, I thought I was suddenly single again (I’m sure you know what I mean) which still freaks me out. 

See, it hurts me as much as it hurts you because I know how much effort you put into the relationship just to make sure it worked, and since it didn’t, you must count your losses and take a walk. I know that you still love him but we are not talking about Hugh Jackman or even Ramsey Noah here and he certainly doesn’t have a fat account like Davido. Amalachukwu told me you still have not been yourself and have hardly eaten anything since the grand discovery but if you ask me, I will tell you to gather yourself, find something and eat because you just dodged a live bullet that could have killed you. 

Emeka is a “Praise-His-Name Ex”.  He’s the kind of person, you can’t mention his name without saying “thank you, Jesus, thank you for saving me from my mortal blindness”. You will find out about this in a few years to come, not now. But the beautiful thing is that it will not be your experience, but someone else’s. God saved you from a ticking time bomb, my dear. He does not deserve you at all and you can’t move on if you keep looking like a sad sack. 

I’m worried about you dear. I know what heartbreaks could cause and I don’t want any of them for you. I do not want you to swear off men entirely, or decide that marriage isn’t for you (not that I care whether you marry or not though). I don’t want this to be the reason for any future decision. Don’t start anything with “what if”, because there’s none of such here. He left because he figured out he could not control you. He likes them bimbo and you are not one. You are not just beautiful but also smart, intelligent, and goal driven. You are not the kind of lady that will wait for the red dirt from Nanka to come to fill her, you go all out for that which you love and he knew he could not handle all of that so, He’s the ultimate loser and not you.

I know you may be afraid of the long sunless nights but remember and take solace in the fact that the moon and stars will be there and you would once again bathe in the warmth of their lights.

Victor XX