I always had the tendency of loving too hard.
I loved all my ex boyfriends too hard, the last one I loved him the hardest and I was currently going to his wedding.

But I wasn't the bride.

I wasn't even invited to the wedding but I was going anyway.
It was hard staring at the mirror trying to look decent for his wedding knowing very well this was more like a burial to me.

Couldn't he have gone for another date? Why did he choose this date? Does he even remember today makes it 6 years we have been apart?

It's been 6 years since we broke up and I never stopped loving him. I can't bring myself to move on. I lost him at what cost?

I remember vividly when my best friend, Zuoh flashed the invitation card of his wedding in my face. All I could see was his name and her name.

Khalil James
Weds
Amelia Tella

I was too stunned to speak, I didn't respond to what was in my face, I just stared at the piece of paper and when she put it away I stared at where the paper used to be.

"This is proof he isn't coming back, he moved on, you should too."
She said, but it wasn't that easy. I sound very pathetic still loving someone after 6 years of moving to another country and changing everything about me apart from my name but love is love, You can't just move on.

Zuoh later left since I looked like I was stuck in a trance because I refused to speak or move and I stayed there all night because to me the invitation card was still in my face.

I was dressing up right then because I wanted to see for myself if it was him, I took the next flight back to Nigeria just to see for myself. I mean there are many other people who have the same name as him or my friends could be pulling a prank on me, he can't possibly just move on, not after everything.