17/02/2026
LOVE IN UNIVERSITY IS NOT WHAT YOU THINK !
There's something about university that makes us believe we understand love.
We see it everywhere. Feel it in every corner.
The late-night conversations in hostel corridors.
The shared struggles over impossible exams.
The laughter that echoes through study groups at 2 AM.
And we call it love.
We believe we've found it. Mastered it. Live in it daily.
But what if I told you most of us don't even know what love means in this space?
Love in university is peculiar.
It's not like the love you had at home, where your mother knew your favorite meal without asking.
It's not like the love in secondary school, where friendships were built on proximity and timeābecause you had no choice but to see each other every day.
University love is different.
It's chosen. Intentional. Built from scratch.
And yet, most of us treat it like it's guaranteed. Like it requires nothing from us.
Let me tell you what love LOOKS like in university:
It looks like the friend who notices you've skipped three meals and shows up at your door with food.
Not because you asked.
Not because it's convenient.
But because they SAW you. And love SEES.
It looks like the coursemate who explains a concept for the fifth time without sighing, without making you feel small, without checking their watch.
Because love is PATIENT. Even when patience is exhausting.
It looks like the roommate who stays up with you the night before your exam, quizzing you, encouraging you, believing in you when you've stopped believing in yourself.
Because love doesn't just celebrate the victory. It FIGHTS for it alongside you.
It looks like the friend who pulls you aside and says, "This thing you're doing? It's going to destroy you. And I care too much to watch silently."
Even when you get defensive. Even when you push them away.
Because love speaks TRUTH, even when silence would be easier.
That's love in university.
Not the Instagram captions. Not the matching outfits. Not the group photos where everyone's smiling.
But the UNSEEN moments. The UNGLAMOROUS acts. The COSTLY choices.
But here's where we get it wrong:
We expect love without GIVING love.
We want people to show up for us, but we're "too busy" to show up for them.
We want people to check on us, but we never think to check on them.
We want people to celebrate our wins, but we scroll past theirs without a word.
We want people to be there when WE need them, but we disappear when THEY need us.
We want to RECEIVE love. But we don't want to PRACTICE it.
And then we wonder why university feels lonely.