For a long time I have wanted to attempt a one shot which is a one chapter story. It probably won't be the best since I have never done a one shot before so here it goes and the inayofuata chapter of the war should be up soon.
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It's been a mwaka since we broke up, and even though I’m not there with wewe know I still hurt too. The thought of that night still haunts because wewe choose her over me and I really thought that wewe loved me. I guess I was wrong. As I sit back and think about last homecoming where I thought I was supposed to be your tarehe to the dance after the game; yet, I was wrong wewe went to the game with her and kissed her right in front of my eyes. I was cheering on the field, but wewe sat there kissing her on our 3rd anniversary. I ignored it because when I looked away to dry my eyes and then back to where wewe were sitting wewe were in a different outfit and she wasn't there. I thought I was imaging things so I ignored it. Then once the team won the homecoming game, I rushed to the locker rooms to put on my dress that was your inayopendelewa color. The color of my eyes which wewe fell in upendo with the first time my zumaridi, zamaradi ones stared into your midnight blue eyes 4 years ago. However the worst part was when I walked to the center of the dance floor where wewe told me we would meet, my moyo broke right there. In a short, tight, mini zumaridi, zamaradi green dress was that girl with the light pink hair lip locked with you. I alisema Helia before the tears started to roll down my cheek. I was hoping for some explanation, but all wewe did was look at me with a look of wewe caught me and when I asked who do wewe upendo wewe alisema her. That's when I felt like someone just decided to cut my moyo out with a rusty jagged knife, and the tears just flowed down my face like the rain runs to the nearest pond during a storm. wewe broke me and I hoped it was all a joke, yet wewe left me standing there on the middle of the dance floor unable to breath, unable to move, and unable to ever upendo again. How could you? After the song ended and all our Marafiki start to stare at the girl left on the dance floor I ran as fast as I could and as far away from that place. I went to the park and collapse on a bench bawling my eyes out as black tears fell to the ground. wewe eventually came and alisema wewe made a mistake for cheating on me the past year, but wewe would change just to get me back. I alisema I can't because wewe ripped my moyo out and it can never be fixed. wewe smirked before saying I hoped wewe wouldn't take me back because she is a better person than wewe plus a lot prettier. I held back my tears and ran, I could never face wewe again au any of the people from our schools. So I left not looking back and ran away; but, six months later I was found dead in my zumaridi, zamaradi green homecoming dress. wewe cried for days because wewe knew that if wewe didn't make that mistake of cheating on me and breaking my heart, I might have not runaway and maybe I wouldn't have been murdered kwa her. So wewe Lost two people the girl wewe thought wewe loved who killed the girl that actually fell for wewe and loved you; but, I guess wewe weren't ready to catch me. So I hope you’re happy because you're alone now for leaving me on the dance floor exactly one mwaka ago.
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It's been a mwaka since we broke up, and even though I’m not there with wewe know I still hurt too. The thought of that night still haunts because wewe choose her over me and I really thought that wewe loved me. I guess I was wrong. As I sit back and think about last homecoming where I thought I was supposed to be your tarehe to the dance after the game; yet, I was wrong wewe went to the game with her and kissed her right in front of my eyes. I was cheering on the field, but wewe sat there kissing her on our 3rd anniversary. I ignored it because when I looked away to dry my eyes and then back to where wewe were sitting wewe were in a different outfit and she wasn't there. I thought I was imaging things so I ignored it. Then once the team won the homecoming game, I rushed to the locker rooms to put on my dress that was your inayopendelewa color. The color of my eyes which wewe fell in upendo with the first time my zumaridi, zamaradi ones stared into your midnight blue eyes 4 years ago. However the worst part was when I walked to the center of the dance floor where wewe told me we would meet, my moyo broke right there. In a short, tight, mini zumaridi, zamaradi green dress was that girl with the light pink hair lip locked with you. I alisema Helia before the tears started to roll down my cheek. I was hoping for some explanation, but all wewe did was look at me with a look of wewe caught me and when I asked who do wewe upendo wewe alisema her. That's when I felt like someone just decided to cut my moyo out with a rusty jagged knife, and the tears just flowed down my face like the rain runs to the nearest pond during a storm. wewe broke me and I hoped it was all a joke, yet wewe left me standing there on the middle of the dance floor unable to breath, unable to move, and unable to ever upendo again. How could you? After the song ended and all our Marafiki start to stare at the girl left on the dance floor I ran as fast as I could and as far away from that place. I went to the park and collapse on a bench bawling my eyes out as black tears fell to the ground. wewe eventually came and alisema wewe made a mistake for cheating on me the past year, but wewe would change just to get me back. I alisema I can't because wewe ripped my moyo out and it can never be fixed. wewe smirked before saying I hoped wewe wouldn't take me back because she is a better person than wewe plus a lot prettier. I held back my tears and ran, I could never face wewe again au any of the people from our schools. So I left not looking back and ran away; but, six months later I was found dead in my zumaridi, zamaradi green homecoming dress. wewe cried for days because wewe knew that if wewe didn't make that mistake of cheating on me and breaking my heart, I might have not runaway and maybe I wouldn't have been murdered kwa her. So wewe Lost two people the girl wewe thought wewe loved who killed the girl that actually fell for wewe and loved you; but, I guess wewe weren't ready to catch me. So I hope you’re happy because you're alone now for leaving me on the dance floor exactly one mwaka ago.
