Some people mean zaidi to us than others. There is no rhyme au reason as to why one person should au does mean more. It just is. People glide in and out of our lives, some quickly, some after long periods of time. Some people are like light breezes, sweeping in and out of our lives barely disturbing anything. These people can be easy to forget. Some people, however, are like hurricanes, ripping in and out of our lives leaving a path of destruction behind them. Hurricanes leave an imprint of themselves in everything they touch, integrating themselves into our lives and making it imI don't think the length of time wewe know a person effects how much wewe miss them when they leave you. I think wewe can fall in upendo with someone wewe hardly know and upendo them just as much as someone you've known your entire life. I think some people draw wewe in to them like a nondo to flame and it doesn't always make sense, but some people just touch wewe (even without actually touching you) in ways that no one else can. I think at some point in our lives almost everyone leaves us whether it be kwa choice au kwa death (which can also sometimes be a choice but usually is not). There are few that will au can stay with us forever...but the important ones never really leave our minds and our hearts and the memory of them stays long after they are gone.possible to forget them.So how do wewe forget the unforgettable? Some people are unforgettable and we like it that way...there are some people we wouldn't want to forget. But what if this person, this hurricane, hurt us so badly we can't help but want to forget. We wish we could purge this person from our mind, from our body, from our soul. We would do anything to songesha past it, to forget this person even existed in our lives.
At this moment there are 6,470,818,671 people in the world. Some are running scared. Some are coming home. Some tell lies to make it through the day. Others are just not facing the truth. Some are evil men, at war with good. And some are good, struggling with evil. Six billion people in the world, six billion souls. And sometimes... all wewe need is one .... <3
I upendo this text , sometimes I believe I will never find the right one , and I'm considering to give up upendo ...
But then when wewe least expect it , when wewe really need it upendo is over there ... Just keep hoping :)
I upendo this text , sometimes I believe I will never find the right one , and I'm considering to give up upendo ...
But then when wewe least expect it , when wewe really need it upendo is over there ... Just keep hoping :)
the rain like tear drops falling from my eyes
landing on the ground
the pain is deep
as i think about how we had everything
how wewe were so full of life
how wewe made me smile when i was sad
i remember walking side kwa side
and ill never forget how your skin felt
and i will always remember the upendo we shared
and no matter what i will never for get that day
when wewe fell to the ground i did to
for i knew the treatment didn't work
and i would lose you
we rushed to get wewe help
the news sliced deep
as the words came out the doctors mouth
it was as if a kisu had been stuck in to my heart
and now i sit in the grass
surrounded kwa the smell of roses
and the soft sobs around me
sitting in front of a stone
with upendo always carved below wewe name
with those same rain like tear drops
poring from my eyes
landing on the ground
the pain is deep
as i think about how we had everything
how wewe were so full of life
how wewe made me smile when i was sad
i remember walking side kwa side
and ill never forget how your skin felt
and i will always remember the upendo we shared
and no matter what i will never for get that day
when wewe fell to the ground i did to
for i knew the treatment didn't work
and i would lose you
we rushed to get wewe help
the news sliced deep
as the words came out the doctors mouth
it was as if a kisu had been stuck in to my heart
and now i sit in the grass
surrounded kwa the smell of roses
and the soft sobs around me
sitting in front of a stone
with upendo always carved below wewe name
with those same rain like tear drops
poring from my eyes
The way I feel my moyo beating
Is the way you'd touch a Drum.
It beats.
The way I feel the keys
Is the way wewe touch my heart.
It's harmonic.
The way I feel the nyasi underneath my back
Is the way wewe touch my hand.
It's soft.
The way I feel about Scary movies
Is the way wewe touch me when I'm scared.
wewe Give me a hug.
The way I feel about wewe leaving
Is the way wewe touched me in the end.
wewe pushed.
The way I feel the cold ground
Is the way wewe touch the sky.
wewe have no limits.
I feel my heart, I press the keys, I held your hand wewe hugged me when it was frightening. And then wewe left me.
wewe beat the drum wewe sang the song wewe held my hand wewe held me tight inside your arms, I trusted you. But then wewe left me, and shattered my porcelain, tiled heart.
Is the way you'd touch a Drum.
It beats.
The way I feel the keys
Is the way wewe touch my heart.
It's harmonic.
The way I feel the nyasi underneath my back
Is the way wewe touch my hand.
It's soft.
The way I feel about Scary movies
Is the way wewe touch me when I'm scared.
wewe Give me a hug.
The way I feel about wewe leaving
Is the way wewe touched me in the end.
wewe pushed.
The way I feel the cold ground
Is the way wewe touch the sky.
wewe have no limits.
I feel my heart, I press the keys, I held your hand wewe hugged me when it was frightening. And then wewe left me.
wewe beat the drum wewe sang the song wewe held my hand wewe held me tight inside your arms, I trusted you. But then wewe left me, and shattered my porcelain, tiled heart.