Short story: He slid into my DM

When you think it’s a joke that people make relationships by private chatting the opposite sex on social media! Well it’s very true. Never think it isn’t. Some end up as true love, whilst others don’t. One can easily fall in love with the texts, video calls, you name it. My life as you guys know it has been a tell tale and trust me, you haven’t heard anything yet.

I think I dished my heart out one too many times, sometimes I wonder if I really know what love is. I call myself love, whether you like it or not. Love is indeed beautiful, and I want to receive love for the rest of my life. Sometimes I feel I stay in love longer than the one I am in love with, is with me. Come on! Even the Good Books talk about love. How am I not to fall and stay in love? It’s bliss from the onset all the time, till we both get comfortable. It isn’t as if we do not care anymore, we just allow things take it’s course and work no more.

I am really ‘long’! Damn! Lol! I know so no judging. This is me in everyday life trying to keep things simple and sweet. Yes this is. If you doubt it slide into my DM and find out. I am a sultry tigress under the sheets of social media. Don’t let your mind drift too far honey; it’s a social media thingy. Social media got us all in a world of our own. A world where we present falsely and a world where we receive false presentation. Like I said I am very ‘long’ so chill, I am not going anywhere till I drop this bit of how I allowed this very one slide into my DM and also gave him my attention.

I receive private messages from people of all walks of life every single day. I am not bragging but it’s very true. At a point, I had to put up a status update to tell these people not to send me messages in the middle of the night. No matter which country I am in, they should know the time zone of the person they want to chat with. Not that I replied those who sent messages at the right time though, lol!

I do well to be extremely nice if need be. Sometimes I get upset. Other times I just give in. This particular guy caught my eye in a different way. He commented on a post of mine and I replied him. Later comments down my posts suggested he was good friends with a very close friend of mine. I made lots of noise about my birthday coming up on social media. He then slid into my DM and was like ‘wow! I have an event on the same day too. I will dedicate my event to you’. I appreciated what he had done, and that was the beginning. I think I was comfortable because someone I trusted trusted him too.

We went on and on and on and I grew some affection for him. He was really sweet. He had a tight schedule at work but made it a point to be there for me and chat with me. I was very excited. This happens a lot to women like me who are always looking for excitement in men. We get it easily as we fervently search for it, but it also leaves us easily as it is never genuine. I fell in love with him without knowing. I believed he did same. He became my support system. I told him everything, and I believed he did same. He was my sweet angel whose DM I replied. It got to a point I began to wonder how many wonderful guys I had not replied to when they sent me direct mails on social media. Well, I was glad at a point, that it was him. I was glad he was the perfect person I chose to reply.

It was totally amazing. The world could easily stop for me literally, so I spin it the way I want to. I always looked forward to hearing from him. He gave me a time table and I was excited about it because, I saw me in it more so I figured it was amazing. Then we started the phone sex. Yes, we began having sex whenever he called me on Skype. I would touch myself and we would talk about stuff till he would reach orgasm. It was crazy. He would rush to his office’s washroom just so we would do it whenever he was horny. I remember he used to say if I could get him to reach orgasm when we were several miles apart, what will I be able to do to him, when we finally meet? I could just close my eyes even at day time and imagine his hands all over me in the sweet rhythm enticed with glorious melodies.

We began planning for me to join him, and him to come see me. Our never ending planning. We even discussed him sending me a car before he came down so as to make movements easy, and also so I will be comfortable moving around. He sent me money for my upkeep and anything I wanted, he went to some level of reach to help me get it. He made me extremely happy, that I didn’t need anything. He made me fall in love with Akwaboah. Till date I love every song by Akwaboah. He would call me and serenade me with some of Akwaboah’s singles.

Everything was amazing. I didn’t think anything bad could come out of it. He advised me not to inform our mutual friend about us and I quickly agreed without asking any question. I was a bit concerned as to why though, but love took over, and I totally forgot about it. Well you would too if you were in my shoes, getting serenaded with songs by Akwaboah. I really loved him. I even dreamt of having babies with fair complexion as he was light skinned.

You know the saying that not all that glitters is gold. Well it’s a very true saying. How could love feel so divine when we had never set eyes on each other. Maybe some people’s love will last but mine didn’t.

I was on phone with him one evening when he complained of fatigue because he was in the hospital all night. I asked him why and he said his baby was delivered that night. My heart skipped a beat. I asked him if he was married. I was hoping he would say no and that his ex-girlfriend was having his baby. My angel replied yes and that he was in his first year of marriage.

My world came to a standstill. This was someone who knew about how I dated a married man knowingly, unknowingly. This was someone who knew I dated someone for a long time and he still left me. This was someone I had replaced and given not just my heart to, but my life. He didn’t see anything wrong with it. He only told me about his issues he was facing at home. I sympathized with him. He promised me he was never going to have sex with his wife, and not have any babies with her. He told me she was a citizen and he needed his papers. He told me. She was a nag and he was trying to put himself together so he comes down for me.

Life is never a bed of roses, and sometimes you do need a knock to jolt you back to reality. A lot of things began to make sense and I had to back out. It was difficult but I had no choice. He kept pestering us to stay together, and his wife found out about us. She told our mutual friend who pleaded with me to stop anything that might be going on because apparently I wasn’t the only girl he had gone through that with. My angel came back with promises still. I still walked away.

I told him he could look for me when he was divorced as he wanted to after claiming he was unhappy and already tired. Guess what? It’s been three years after, and he is still married to her. Last time I heard from him, he had come to Ghana on an emergency and wanted to see me. The good girl in me, made sure that never happened. I love me some love and drama, but I need me some clear conscience and amazing life some day, all day. This I promise myself each and every other day. So help me God!!!