There he is just standing there, starring at wewe with puppy dog eyes. He smiles briefly at wewe breaking your heart. It’s all too much so wewe so wewe slam the door. Before the door shuts he sticks his foot in the door way stopping it.
“I just want to talk.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.” wewe lie. wewe don’t want to hear him apologize au even see him. What he did hurt wewe like nothing else could, still wewe knew that wewe loved him and wewe moyo ached for him. wewe wish wewe could turn back time to when wewe both were happy but wewe know that what’s done is done.
“How about us…” He tries to say but wewe cut him off.
“There is no us” wewe state yet wewe can not look at him while wewe say it. His blue eye look at wewe sadly, clearly hurt kwa your statement.
“That’s not true, if it were true wewe would be able to look me in the eyes and say that it.” His voice cracks at the end. wewe try and tell him that wewe don’t upendo him, that there is not us.
“I can’t.” Looking into his deep blue eyes wewe know he will eventually break your moyo but wewe kiss him away. wewe let wewe lips meet in a blast of upendo and passion. wewe wish wewe could stop time and stay in his embrace forever. In his embrace wewe feel salama like nothing will ever hurt you.
“I upendo you.” He whispers in your ear, meaning dripping off every word, making wewe smile. All wewe fears disappear with those three words.
wewe both stand there not wanting to songesha from your current position, savoring each others warmth. wewe knew it would be hard but eventually if wewe both tried, maybe wewe could restore what was broken. Maybe this would make wewe stronger. wewe had hope that it would be alright in the end. That time would heal the wounds.
“I upendo wewe too.”
Maybe just maybe it’ll be okay.
“I just want to talk.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.” wewe lie. wewe don’t want to hear him apologize au even see him. What he did hurt wewe like nothing else could, still wewe knew that wewe loved him and wewe moyo ached for him. wewe wish wewe could turn back time to when wewe both were happy but wewe know that what’s done is done.
“How about us…” He tries to say but wewe cut him off.
“There is no us” wewe state yet wewe can not look at him while wewe say it. His blue eye look at wewe sadly, clearly hurt kwa your statement.
“That’s not true, if it were true wewe would be able to look me in the eyes and say that it.” His voice cracks at the end. wewe try and tell him that wewe don’t upendo him, that there is not us.
“I can’t.” Looking into his deep blue eyes wewe know he will eventually break your moyo but wewe kiss him away. wewe let wewe lips meet in a blast of upendo and passion. wewe wish wewe could stop time and stay in his embrace forever. In his embrace wewe feel salama like nothing will ever hurt you.
“I upendo you.” He whispers in your ear, meaning dripping off every word, making wewe smile. All wewe fears disappear with those three words.
wewe both stand there not wanting to songesha from your current position, savoring each others warmth. wewe knew it would be hard but eventually if wewe both tried, maybe wewe could restore what was broken. Maybe this would make wewe stronger. wewe had hope that it would be alright in the end. That time would heal the wounds.
“I upendo wewe too.”
Maybe just maybe it’ll be okay.
Prologue Look at the world, yeah go on and look at it. Now tell me, What do wewe see? Home? Life? Secrets? Death? Anything? Well most people always see it differently. But they never see what’s right in front of them.
When wewe look at the world wewe always see the small things. wewe never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised kwa ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… au never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but wewe ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
When wewe look at the world wewe always see the small things. wewe never see the big obvious things that lurk in the shadows of every dark corner .
Well some of us see it, others… don’t. You’d be surprised kwa ever secret, every hidden thing yet to be discovered… au never will.
And I know we shouldn’t be telling you, but wewe ought to know.
So look at the world, that’s right look at it. Because it’s going to change forever…
Okay this fits to be makala worthy. I have this budding idea for a story about a girl named Skye(real named skylar) who discovers that she and her two Marafiki are Sirens ( a different kind than wewe think). They all have ibdividual powers like Skye can use other peoples power, Hazelle and Gabriel,s powers are conjuring moto and Hazelle can shapeshift objects. Their parents were Marafiki and there dads, and hazelle and gabriel have one parent while skye has none, she lives with her aunt and she has this Lost sister who thinks she is a Siren but is their kinds' enemy. Meanwhile Hazelle and Gabriel are dating but skye and him are close because their moms were Marafiki and wjen her parents died she lived with them for a while as kids. So eventually they like each other. This story is confusing and jeeds work but its what i have. Tell me should i tweek it au leave it alone. Also give me insight into what to do to fix it. Thanks.
Falling...
Sometimes she’s down kwa the river
au other times kwa her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever kwa her side
She’s avoided kwa everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…
Sometimes she’s down kwa the river
au other times kwa her tree
Sometimes she thinks about the things she can never see
But when the rain falls down, she’d cry
There’s no reason why
She’s always walked alone
No one’s ever shared her ride
No one’s ever felt close to her, no one’s ever kwa her side
She’s avoided kwa everyone
And never has any fun
Now darkness is her favourite thing
She thinks there’s no hope
No on ever throws her a rope
When she’s falling…