We went from being friends, to best friends, spending most of our time together, going out on frequent dates and talking to each other casually and more often. Martin and I had really grown close. How in the heavens did this happen?

I did not know it would get to such a point, not after I had found the love of my life. Well, after the fatal heartbreak, someone special walked into my life. He made my life flow easier and made me laugh a lot. I figured I needed him and kept him. We both shared the same sense of humor and core values. We connected to a very extreme level.

True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen. What Joe and I had was magical and perfect. I was more than sure what we shared was true love. He found me at my worst and with his love, made my days bright. In return, I just wanted to make Joe the happiest he had ever been. With him, I could see the light at the end of the tunnel.

I did not tell Joe that Martin and I began talking. Telling him this would make him explode with rage. Also hiding this sensitive information from the apple of my eye made me so uncomfortable. But then if I told Joe that I was talking to Martin, he would be very disappointed in me. So I chose to conceal it from him.

Time had come for Joe and I to celebrate our first monthsery. The time was short, but we cherished every moment that we were able to spend together. The past one month was nothing but absolutely special and loving for both of us. I felt like I knew him Joe for my entire life.

The day I had been eagerly waiting for with much zeal and zest finally arrived. I woke up very excited with high hopes of a good day ahead. I grabbed my phone to wish Joe a happy monthsery. I sent him cute messages. I also told him how I had planned to give him some good old fashioned romance. Later on I posted our pictures on social media.

My phone was beeping. I hurriedly reach out at it thinking it was my boyfriend only to find out it was Martin. On receiving the call, Martin asked to meet me stating he had something important to tell me. I told him I could not make it because it was a special day for me and my boyfriend. He insisted but I declined. He became bitter and left it at that.

My meet up time with Joe was about to reach. I hurriedly prepared and left for the venue of our date. I was late due to chores and errands at home so I took the only available matatu to town. On the way, my mind was pre-occupied by Martin as I kept asking myself why he wanted us to meet and the important ‘something’ he was talking about on phone.

I reached my destination on time. Joe came for me at the entrance of the hotel.The glowing grin on our faces was a true manifestation of how happy we were to see each other.Everyone at the venue was in a jovial mood. We headed for our reserved table. The waiters were welcoming and delighted to serve us.

Before being served , we passed time by taking pictures. I posted them on my social media platforms and tagged our location. My phone rang. When I looked at the screen, it was Martin trying to reach me. I hang up. Joe asked why I did not receive the phone and told him I did not want any distractions since it was our special day. His efforts to call me, proved futile as I put my phone on silent mode.

“Lisa. “I heard someone call to me from the back. I was tongue tied by Martin’s sight. Shoot! I cursed.”Martin, what are you doing here?” I asked trembling. Joe was in for a rude shock. “Babe, what’s this?” Joe asked with disappointment.

Fuming, I called for an explanation from Martin. “Lisa, I am deeply in love with you. I’ll leave my wife and child for you,”he said stammering. Hell broke loose when Joe tried to intervene. I tried to stop Joe but my efforts were fruitless. Joe senselessly gave Martin a hefty kick on his lower abdomen which sent him sprawling to the floor next to me.

I stood aghast with my mouth wide open.Tears rolled down my cheeks.The waiters saved the situation by restraining him. I felt sorry for Martin and at the same time my love for Joe could not allow me to be on Martin’s side. I was hit by a dilemma. I couldn’t bear it anymore.
I grabbed my things and left the site.

When you’re deep in the mire of heartbreak, chances are that you feel pain somewhere in your body—probably in your chest or stomach. Some people describe it as a dull ache, others as piercing, while still others experience it as a crushing sensation.