Your First Love is Not Your Last Love - Esther 24

No longer what it used to be

It was immediately after I completed my high school education that I parted with my boyfriend, Martin. My relationship with Martin was no longer what it used to be. Especially after he made a secret visit to Alice, his "cousin". Martin was brown and stood almost 6 feet tall, and he was deeply handsome. I was happy that someone like him had taken an interest in me, and it felt good to be with him in the beginning.

The Change

 Alice was not her cousin, as he had said. It was, in fact, his girlfriend. I was deeply in love with Martin, and that broke my heart. But I was still hopeful and tried to hear him out. I kept contacting Martin day in and day out to ensure that all was well and I maintained my relationship with him. Time passed by, and Martin became "busier", and we stopped meeting outside of school due to his busy schedule. Martin started to become dull and disinterested in speaking with me and replying to my texts. I started to feel that I was going to become single soon.

The Final Heartbreak

A few months later, the KCSE results were about to be released, and knowing that I wasn'twasn't a good performer, I was very anxious. On the other hand, Martin was a good performer, and word got around of how well he had done, and there was a celebration on his side. I used this as a reason to reach out to him and congratulate him, but there was no reply again. One afternoon, I just decided that I would make a visit to his home and made inquiry about how Martin was doing. When I arrived at his home, his little brother came to the gate and, after exchanging pleasantries, informed me that Martin, the love of my life, had left for Nairobi. I felt weak in the knees, and I responded with a low tone as I was fighting back the tears. It hit me, then. My relationship was over. At the end of the day, after having my heart broken, I decided to reach out one more time. He actually picked up this time and curtly responded that I should stop disturbing him because we were over and I was not of his class. He then proceeded to hang up, and that was it. This time I couldn't fight back the tears, and I cried so much.

You'll be Fine

After weeks of being down and sad, a friend of mine visited, and before I could turn her away, she blurted out. "There will be many more". I looked at her and wondered how she knew, but she just hugged me, and we hung out that day, and it felt like I was genuinely going to be okay. I have learned that your first love is not your only love, and I will get my heart broken, but that is fine because I can always heal.