Friendship or...

You know the way life throws curve-balls at us sometimes... A few years back I met this absolutely lovely guy I like to call Cece... Initials for his first and last names( I know not very original, but it'll do).

I met him at one of the IT schools in Lagos which I was attending at the time, he'd been studying there for about the same time as I had but we'd never run into each other. My course was in the mornings and his started later on in the day.

We were introduced by a mutual friend in the snack bar. And from the first words we spoke we clicked... We exchanged numbers and afterwards we ran into each other almost on a daily basis. (We never planned to o!).

We moved our schedules around so we could have lunch together and we talked for hours on end after classes. He eventually moved back to Owerri where his family resides (he's not married o!) just he's from Owerri.

You'd think that would stop us from communicating but NOT! We'd speak on the phone most times and we would be on the blower for hours.. My sister didn't find it funny 'cause I kept her up some nights talking to him.

We could be discussing the silliest things but we never got bored... from books, wines, what we wanted to be when we grew up (Yes!). We even imagined marriage, the works and it didn't seem weird at all... I know I must sound like a loony but we talked about everything..

In my mind's eye I see him in a black silk shirt unbuttoned to expose his chest hairs (and I don't do hairy!)

The only thing is that he never uttered the words 'I Love You' until after I left Nigeria. So you see my dilemma. We still talk and nothings changed but what can I do?

I'm engaged now to someone else. Just goes to show, if you leave some things too late they never happen.