DO YOU BELIEVE IN SOULMATES?

There is a story that is etched so deeply in my memory. It is about a father who had four children. Everyone complained of how distant he was with the children. How he won't give them hugs, or spend time with them. He provided their every need, but he wouldn’t bother to say "I love you". He was called "cold" and "wicked" on several occasions. Before he died (when his children were all grown up), he told them that the reason he didn't strive to bond with them was because he knew a time would come when he would pass on, and he would hate for his passing to be hard on them.

This may not be the same thing, but this writer wishes she had not met the people she's about to write about.

Hold your thoughts and stay with me, guys.

Four years ago, I met my soulmates. Yes, soulmates. 7 of them.

Now, this is funny, because I've not really been one to enjoy friendships, or anything they come with. I found them stressful and a waste of time, honestly. Lol.....you can't blame me. I had a bad friendship fallout in my early years which "scarred me for life". After that, I thought, well....what's the point? I believed I could do life alone. I was doing fine, and when college approached, I vowed to continue just like that. After all, it was only going to be four years. I could do that. And then, 7 people happened!

Thinking back, I cannot help but smile, as memories of how our paths crossed comes to mind:

SOULMATE 1: There’s a knock on the door. I've only arrived in this university a few hours ago. Who the hell could be coming to bother me? I open the door and a talkative girl walks in with another girl. They're speaking in a language I do not understand. They end the conversation, or so I guess, and the talkative girl turns to me and smiles. I thought she had a beautiful smile. She introduces herself and says, " I'm your roommate". "Oh Great!",  my mind mocks. "Did you expect to sleep in this room alone, on the bunk bed? Little did I know she was about to distort my life-alone plans.

SOULMATE 2: "Are you on your way to the auditorium, for the orientation?" She asked as she saw me walk towards the building alone, with earpiece plugged in. I took out the earpiece and nodded "Yes". At the back of my mind, I'm mentally screaming, "GIRL! DON’T YOU GET THAT I DON’T WANT ANY DISTURBANCE? THE EARPIECE IS IN FOR A REASON!"  She smiles and adds, "I'm also on my way there. Let's go together." Little did I know!

It was on the first day of class that I met these ones:
SOULMATE 3: She was hairy! Arms and all. She had on braids, in shades of purple and black. Another talkative, she was! Walking and joking around with the others. I thought she was beautiful, and funny, but up until that point,  I still believed I was going to go through college alone, so I was not looking to entertain her. She cracked a joke and we all laughed. Little did I know.

SOULMATE 4: Why are you this tall??! I can't pronounce your name, for God’s sake! He reduced it to a 3-lettered name, which I was thankful for. He spoke smart, he asked too many questions! He was in a blue T-shirt and black trousers, but no brother. I'm not looking to make friends. Little did I know.

SOULMATE 5: Okay, boy.....why the hell are you talking students' politics already? It's only the first year, relax! And you like money too much. It's still morning and you've said, "I need to make money" more than four times. Also, you have a nice smile, and why do you have nice bowlegs?!! You can't be my friend, though. If only I knew!

SOULMATE 6: I met this one on the second day. He wasn't with us the day before. Where did he come from? He had on a white T-shirt and jeans. And oh....did you just mention Liverpool? Had I been looking to make friends, you would've been top of my friend-list. Little did I know!


A week. A week is what I gave them. They'd get tired, I was so sure. Even if they didn't, I'd ghost on them, because 2, I hear, is company; 3 is a crowd. What then would 7 be??? Nuh-uh....I was not ready.

A week turned into two, two to four. After the fourth week, I needed to go home, to de-stress. At this point, these people had started rubbing off on me, because tell me why I had to go and inform all of them that I was going home. A whole me😂??? There must be something in the waters here. I was going to get away for the weekend, and hopefully come back with no memories of them😂. It's all ready and set to go until number 6 said he was also going home. We get on the same bus and I just up and tell this boy personal stuff. I knew I was losing my hardness, at this point.

Four weeks turned to eight, eight to twelve, and then one year quickly passed. All I can say is: I tried, people. I really did, but I was falling in love. Not with one person, but with 6😂!

Even then, I stupidly thought there was a way out of this. A storm came, and rattled things, roughed up our "house" a little. That was my cue to let go, because I thought it really wasn't worth it. With just one year and half gone, I thought it was best to leave now, than to wait and fix things. I was packing to leave, but these stubborn mofos♥️! Like all storms come and go, this one came and passed. Like all storms leave you guarded (in a good way), this one taught us lessons. Our "house" was rebuilt, stronger than ever.

Two years turned to three, and then came SOULMATE 7. She's bubbly. She's a good cook, she's prayerful, smart and beautiful. Geography connected us, but I thought, I already gave my heart to 6 people. I couldn't do this. Little did I know!


This writer has talked a lot!
In few words:

I wish I hadn't met them, because meeting them meant loving them. Loving them meant letting them go when the time comes. Well, that time is fast approaching and I'm afraid to do life without them.

It has always been "See you later in class," "See you tomorrow," "See you next semester," and never a goodbye. Goodbye season is coming and I dunno if I'm ready.

This is a bit too early, a bit too soon, but the jitters have started creeping in.

It's okay.

That time was always going to come

I'm glad I got to do this phase with you

I'm glad you taught me that:
2 is company,
3 is a crowd,
But 7 is family♥️

Mz.Sefa♥️, an emotional writer who is about to graduate college in a few months