I have a best friend
her name is Lucia
We've been Marafiki since kinder
And ever since the sekunde grade,
I've had a crush on her
Now, a crush on her still
We text each other nonstop
But she hadn't texted me in days
I start to worry and think she's busy
I start pacing and I keep looking at my phone
But it would end up blank
Hours passed kwa and I keep looking
at my phone...and still blank
I fall asleep then I'm awaken kwa my mom
Her eyes are swelled and red
She tells me the news; Lucia was murdered and they just found her body in the lake
I look at her confused
Then tears run down my cheek
My best friend is dead
and I wasn't there for her
I tried to think who would do this to her;
a girl so sweet, smart, generous, and unselfish
Days later was her funeral
But I couldn't go
Just from the thought of her gone
made my moyo break
Weeks later pass and I finally go
to Lucia's grave
When I get there I felt scared;
"Would it be there?, Will I actually see her?,
Am i dreaming this?"
I stop in front of her grave and read it;
"Lucia Anne Miller, April 5,1991-June 21,2010
Will be missed kwa family and friends."
When I finished, tears rolled down my cheek
And I realized it was true;
she really was gone
I dropped to my knees and traced the letters
on the grave
I'd remember the times we had together;
playing games, going to movies, and the amusement park
We talked and laughed about many things
I'd dropped my head and cry
Knowing we wouldn't have any moments together
I wiped the tears away and got up and left
Having my best friend and crush gone
I'd awake from a noise I heard
I looked around my room and I heard it again,
it called my name, like it was trying to contact me
It sounded like a girl's voice;
Like Lucia my best Marafiki who was murdered
She called my name again and I felt something
cold on my cheek
A smile lit my face as I know that she's here with me even though she's gone
her name is Lucia
We've been Marafiki since kinder
And ever since the sekunde grade,
I've had a crush on her
Now, a crush on her still
We text each other nonstop
But she hadn't texted me in days
I start to worry and think she's busy
I start pacing and I keep looking at my phone
But it would end up blank
Hours passed kwa and I keep looking
at my phone...and still blank
I fall asleep then I'm awaken kwa my mom
Her eyes are swelled and red
She tells me the news; Lucia was murdered and they just found her body in the lake
I look at her confused
Then tears run down my cheek
My best friend is dead
and I wasn't there for her
I tried to think who would do this to her;
a girl so sweet, smart, generous, and unselfish
Days later was her funeral
But I couldn't go
Just from the thought of her gone
made my moyo break
Weeks later pass and I finally go
to Lucia's grave
When I get there I felt scared;
"Would it be there?, Will I actually see her?,
Am i dreaming this?"
I stop in front of her grave and read it;
"Lucia Anne Miller, April 5,1991-June 21,2010
Will be missed kwa family and friends."
When I finished, tears rolled down my cheek
And I realized it was true;
she really was gone
I dropped to my knees and traced the letters
on the grave
I'd remember the times we had together;
playing games, going to movies, and the amusement park
We talked and laughed about many things
I'd dropped my head and cry
Knowing we wouldn't have any moments together
I wiped the tears away and got up and left
Having my best friend and crush gone
I'd awake from a noise I heard
I looked around my room and I heard it again,
it called my name, like it was trying to contact me
It sounded like a girl's voice;
Like Lucia my best Marafiki who was murdered
She called my name again and I felt something
cold on my cheek
A smile lit my face as I know that she's here with me even though she's gone
i always thought, and i always knew
i would end up here with you
i was a restless wanderer on a distant path
wewe were a lonely dreamer with a broken laugh
i would go anywhere the road would lead
my hopes and dreams is all that i would need
i don't need a house au fancy cars
i would rather sleep underneath the stars
wewe didn't have much to call your own
but what a lovely smile on your face shown
wewe alisema your chance at upendo had past wewe by
i told I'm here so don't wewe cry
our lives were like the pieces of a broken heart
now that we're together what a life could start
there was magic in the air that night
everything was moving at the speed of light
wewe were like my Juliet and i your romeo
wewe upendo me i upendo wewe that's all i need to know
no longer will wewe dream of upendo that's true
no longer will i wander my tafuta has led to you
Take this kiss upon the brow !
And, in parting from wewe now,
Thus much let me avow
wewe are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream,
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, au in a day,
In a vision, au in none,
Is it therefore the less gone ?
All that we see au seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
How few ! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep while I weep!
O God ! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp ?
O God ! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave ?
Is all that we see au seem
But a dream within a dream ?