Why?
Why is your touch so new?
Why is it so fresh?
Its not like wewe have'nt touched me before.
So why do I feel so shiny, so new?
Is it because I now feel this way?
au is it because wewe do to?
We've hugged before.
But never, never, have i missed it, so much before.
I want to kiss you,
and never let it stop.
I want to hold you,
and never let wewe go.
I want to finish all your sentences.
I want to complete all your goals.
Why?
Why?
Why?
Because.
Because, now I'm touching wewe with new eyes, with different hands.
The hands of lover not just a friend.
Because my hands have a loving touch.
Yeah I touched wewe before, with the upendo of a bud.
I guess I see wewe new.
Yes this feeling, is because we realized the upendo we had for eachother.
I hugged you, but now I cant wait till our first kiss.
I'm sure the kisses before us, will be nothing.
Your so amazing, So wonderful, your so beautiful.
And now your mine.
I want wewe to hold me, with the intention of never letting go.
Heres all my sentences,
Heres all my dreams,
You, You, You.
Because
Because
Because
Why is your touch so new?
Why is it so fresh?
Its not like wewe have'nt touched me before.
So why do I feel so shiny, so new?
Is it because I now feel this way?
au is it because wewe do to?
We've hugged before.
But never, never, have i missed it, so much before.
I want to kiss you,
and never let it stop.
I want to hold you,
and never let wewe go.
I want to finish all your sentences.
I want to complete all your goals.
Why?
Why?
Why?
Because.
Because, now I'm touching wewe with new eyes, with different hands.
The hands of lover not just a friend.
Because my hands have a loving touch.
Yeah I touched wewe before, with the upendo of a bud.
I guess I see wewe new.
Yes this feeling, is because we realized the upendo we had for eachother.
I hugged you, but now I cant wait till our first kiss.
I'm sure the kisses before us, will be nothing.
Your so amazing, So wonderful, your so beautiful.
And now your mine.
I want wewe to hold me, with the intention of never letting go.
Heres all my sentences,
Heres all my dreams,
You, You, You.
Because
Because
Because
what a stupid! love! love! love! "i upendo love" "everybody needs to be a lover" "true love" all those stupid words! "bla bla bla"
upendo is a legend, there's nothing u can call it "love" , wewe can't even define it. wewe know why? because it isn't there! that's why wewe can't say i am in upendo and say the same word after two years au two days.
wewe see, if it worked with your lover, wewe 'll say wewe loved each other, and if it didn't work, you'll say it wasn't love!!!
wewe are all stupid, lovers!
wewe aren't even "lovers"
because "lovers" is a word from "love" and love's a legend.
when i heard this once when i was young, i didn't believe it.
but know i believe it's the truth, and there's nothing else truth.
wewe may not believe me now, but wewe will, in few years in your life.
upendo is a legend.
upendo is a legend, there's nothing u can call it "love" , wewe can't even define it. wewe know why? because it isn't there! that's why wewe can't say i am in upendo and say the same word after two years au two days.
wewe see, if it worked with your lover, wewe 'll say wewe loved each other, and if it didn't work, you'll say it wasn't love!!!
wewe are all stupid, lovers!
wewe aren't even "lovers"
because "lovers" is a word from "love" and love's a legend.
when i heard this once when i was young, i didn't believe it.
but know i believe it's the truth, and there's nothing else truth.
wewe may not believe me now, but wewe will, in few years in your life.
upendo is a legend.
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…
