Wanted to go for the topic of procrastination. I scrolled down and saw this one about relationships. Honestly I smiled because it's funny thinking about it. I've totally forgotten what love really felt like… I saw this topic and figured let's give it a try. Maybe old memories of what love is can flash back and I am glad I did.

Hubby and I started dating in 2015, we met at the university though and those moments were the best times of my life. I could remember the adventures he always took me and my friends to. One day he took us hiking, he lost his way in the forest tryna get us back., Lolzz,
Well I loved him then for many reasons.. He could kiss me anywhere, unexpectedly I was all shy detaching myself from him, he always pulled me back and kissed me more.
There was one time we went for a boat cruise, he tricked me, got me into the water all soaking wet, then he took off his shirt to bring me back out and all of a sudden he gave me a sparkling and long kiss, Those moments actually gave me goosebumps and butterflies..,
He wanted to tell the world about me. If I recall, we were both crazy for each other. He wanted to protect me no matter what.
We sacrificed for each other greatly to see we both excel in our academics, despite the fact that we fool ourselves we never let the love get into our heads. We were on the same level so we both study together and teach one another on courses we don't understand.
Our grades always come out best if we study together. Aside from academics we also help each other in terms of finances, labor, food…. In fact it was just the two of us against the world. We just wanted the best for each other no matter what. Those Sacrifices indeed paid off.
One evening we were coming back from a date, unknowingly to us cult boys were operating on campus.
We heard gunshot and saw a student lying down soaked with blood, hubby held my hands, sneaked me into his room because mine was still far off he locked the door to keep me safe and ran back to help the student,, Carried him on his shoulders and rushed him to the hospital, When he came back that night his body and clothes was soaked with blood, That act of bravery made me love him more.
He taught me so many things, boldness, being fashionable, how to cook so well, and becoming a better person.

Well as time flies I guess the love wasn't just there anymore, what actually kept us going was the Commitment and Sacrifices we both do for each other. Honestly speaking I am still tryna figure out where the love went in the relationship.