We met during your first year. As a fresher you were young, vibrant , beautiful and dedicated. And above all you were innocent, spiritual and godly. We tapped into your zeal in the service of God. In our fellowship you were our unelected leader.
You took your studies very serious. You shunned all form of boyfried-girlfriend relationship. You said you didn’t want to be distracted by a relationship. I was a friend who loved you but I dare not tell you. Hence I had to be contented with just being your friend. I admired you for your simplicity, your love of God and your jovial and friendly nature.
In your second year I began to notice changes in your lifestyle. You were gradually drifting away from whom you were to whom you are not. Your zeal for the Lord was gradually dwindling. You now had excuses for not attending fellowship, Masses or any other spiritual gathering. I noticed your clothes were getting shorter and tighter by the day. Your dresses now becoming more revealing and explicit than you would have loved. You were once against women wearing trousers but now your views have changed.
You now speak of how you would love to see what a party looks like. You simplicity was fast departing from you. You are now more concerned and conscious of how you look. You now want to dress in the latest fashionable clothes. Expensive lifestyle is where you are gradually moving into even though your financial background cannont afford it. Your cycle of friends has changed too. You no longer move with believers but with unbelievers. Even I your best friend could have been left out if not that I fought back. I fought back because there is no way I would watch the love of my life drift away from me.
In your third year I couldn’t recognise you anymore. You completely changed. You became a complete opposite of who you once were. You left our fellowship. You hardly went to church. We preached and preached till we became worn out and retired to only praying for you. You became more daring in your dressing. Indecent exposure became your signature style. You now refer to your self as “hot baby”, “slay queen” “slay Mama”, “baby la hot” and so many other ungodly phrases. You are no longer “sister Mary”.
The first class degree you were once pursuing you have abandoned. You are now contented with a pass grade. I don’t know how many boyfriends you now have. But I do know of “Mike, Emmy, Joe and Kayode. Your expensive lifestyle had to be maintained so you resorted to having sugar daddies. I find it hard to recognise you physically. You were once African black beauty but now you are “white” in complexion. Your hair were once black but now it’s coloured yellow .
I don’t know if there is any party on campus you failed to attend. You are now a club girl. I don’t know what to do. I have lost a friend to the pleasures of life. I doubt if you are still a virgin. What else would your numerous boyfriends and sugar daddies ask in return for all the money and gifts they shower on you if not sex. I am convinced about this because virginity to you is now over hyped and out-dated.
I want to abandon you and leave you to die in your sinfulness. But I cannot. I cannot because God never stops seeking for a lost sheep, therefore I cannot abandon you. Secondly I still love you very much. My love for you haven’t changed even though you have changed. I still know that the good in you is still alive but unconscious, it is still inside you. I hope that after reading this you will have a change of heart and return. Take care and God bless you.
I still love you very much