Personally I don't think the guy likes her, but she wanted zaidi opinions. So she told me to write this article:
The guy is a grade above her and a mwaka older than her. He makes eye contact with her when she passes him in the hallway. He will at times look at her during lunch. She will see him behind her in the hallway and then all of a sudden he's there walking inayofuata to her. His Marafiki when they talk to her are nice. She occasionally see his Marafiki smiling/laughing and pointing at her when he's around. And he knows that she likes him and so do his friends
The guy is a grade above her and a mwaka older than her. He makes eye contact with her when she passes him in the hallway. He will at times look at her during lunch. She will see him behind her in the hallway and then all of a sudden he's there walking inayofuata to her. His Marafiki when they talk to her are nice. She occasionally see his Marafiki smiling/laughing and pointing at her when he's around. And he knows that she likes him and so do his friends
In my dreams, it was me in your arms.
In my dreams, it was your lips kissing mine.
In my dreams, wewe whispered to me.
I my dreams, it was us holding hands.
In my dreams, it was your moyo to mine.
In my dreams, it was my moyo to yours.
In my dreams, your upendo belonged to me.
In my dreams, I belonged to you.
In my dreams, it was us and them.
In my dreams, I could handle what life threw at us
because I had you, and wewe had my heart.
In my dreams, it was us against the world.
In my dreams, none of it mattered.
In my dreams, it was me in your arms.
In my dreams, it was wewe and me.
In my dreams, it was your lips kissing mine.
In reality, it was always her.
In my dreams, it was your lips kissing mine.
In my dreams, wewe whispered to me.
I my dreams, it was us holding hands.
In my dreams, it was your moyo to mine.
In my dreams, it was my moyo to yours.
In my dreams, your upendo belonged to me.
In my dreams, I belonged to you.
In my dreams, it was us and them.
In my dreams, I could handle what life threw at us
because I had you, and wewe had my heart.
In my dreams, it was us against the world.
In my dreams, none of it mattered.
In my dreams, it was me in your arms.
In my dreams, it was wewe and me.
In my dreams, it was your lips kissing mine.
In reality, it was always her.
