The Devil is Playing Chess With My Love Life

Whenever I hear, “He’s a 10,” I get pissed, no offence. My love life is shit, and my relationships don’t last long. They end over petty reasons. When it comes to meeting wealthy guys, I’d raise my hands a thousand times for being lucky. But how can you be smart, rich, God-fearing, and still be emotionally unintelligent? You dey craze? I’m an introvert, and I dated two guys offline and one guy in the diaspora before I graduated. But how can all of you possess the same quality of not being able to communicate? Make we just dey date and no dey talk because I be wood? It’s not compulsory that we talk every day, which I was willing to manage, but guy, one week and more? Ah-ah, nau. Funnily enough, I can stay a whole week with just my family calling me, and I’m not bothered because I’m used to being single. But I’m a freaking lover girl. I hate chatting with people for long because I get bored easily, but when I’m in love, I’m ready to lose sleep just to chat with the man after my heart.

There was one time my ex complained that if he told me he wanted to sleep, I would start feeling moody, like because we were dating, he shouldn’t sleep. The funny thing was that we only talked in the evening from around 7 to 8 or 9. I was like, “I don dey lose my powers,” because if I hadn’t fallen for you, you wouldn’t have said this, since I’m a very nonchalant person. If it were just the communication, I would manage, but doing a serious relationship like we are military personnel? Even in the barracks, they joke around. What do you mean I can’t tease you? If I do, these boring folks will complain that Gen Zs are so disrespectful, but they are also Gen Zs. God, save my soul. I don’t know if it’s karma because of how uninterested I’ve acted towards other guys who liked me, but guy, it’s too much, nau. I can’t even experience genuine love with constant calls and texts. I can’t keep managing 4.5s because you’re rich. Ask me how my day was; let’s gist. Well, sha, Yakubu go really manage.

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