“Play the Game!” that’s the word my cousin told me after i had finished narrating my end of the love story turned sour that went on between me and his friend he had introduced to me for a “serious” relationship.
I was on my way back from work sometime last year only to get a call from my cousin that lives in the U.S who rarely calls me except on special occasions. After going through the preliminaries, he then went on to say the “real” reason why he was calling and that was because a close friend of his has seen my picture with him and wanted to get to know me. I am not a type for long distance relationships. Relationships where you get to see has its own fair share of problems talk less of relationship where you communicate by other means other than that which is even more important, PHYSICALLY. There’s nothing that beats physical communication, you see the gestures, the body language, the closeness, you read if the words spoken from the mouth matches the one spoken by the body. Now so much for digressing back to the main gist.
He introduced this guy to me and we got talking. Honestly, i wasn’t interested in the begininning because of all the reasons i just gave above so i just wasn’t into it but as we progressed and got closer and the calls longer and the texts like every three hours, America didn’t seem so far anymore, there were no boundaries, they just disappeared into space and as the bond grew, we made plans for the now and the future.
My doubts flew away and i became trusting, i could call it love then if you asked me. Where it all went wrong i don’t know but all i remember where issues coming up for him with times being hard for him and he needing a new job to meet rising demands, been accepted in graduate school and no money to fund it and not knowing if he should defer his admission till the next session.
All i can remember was the “I am busy busy excuse”, “I will call you later” and the calls not coming and then the not picking of my calls for days , no return of text messages and then finally asking my cousin to check on him to see if he’s okay and being told that he is. Sat for days waiting for that call that never came to pass, promises broken and then those plans we both made!Ah! I wonder how i made it through those days but i did somehow in some unexplainable manner because truth be told, i was broken and all i could remember telling myself was “but you knew this before” and my cousin says after my full narration “Why didn’t you play the game?” Game??? Which Game? I didn’t know there was a game to be played. He showed me love and i only responded to love. It is only natural i guess. Was there a game been played and i wasn’t aware? Or was i such a dumb player i didn’t know i should have played and kept my heart aside?
I am sorry i don’t know how to play that game. I have failed in that aspect. I am either IN or OUT! When did matters of the heart become a game of scrabble and chess?