She wanted to know what else he thought about her, and refused to stop kusoma no matter how painful its effect would be.
He alisema wewe are in med school. That made me happy since I was there too, though against my welling. I thought that wewe are passionate and caring, that wewe are loving and want to help everyone. I didn’t even know wewe and I drew wewe in my mind like an Angel the same way wewe looked to me. I forgot in that dakika all what my father told me, and all what I learned about not being fooled with appearances, though I was, all my life, very careful with choosing my friends. But this time I failed with the test, the one that I should’ve passed it. I was taken kwa your charm and beauty.
All siku long I was thinking about wewe and your name “Sara” since that I fell in upendo with your name and its four letters. But unfortunately your name and your upendo brought me nothing but pain. wewe seemed so graceful so confident, walking proudly, directing your steps into the class room. I couldn’t help it but fix my eyes on wewe without having a sekunde choice. I wanted to step in and talk to you, but I didn’t dare too. I decided to let one of your Marafiki arrange our meeting.
I invited her to a café, Emily. She was polite and sweet, she understood what I wanted. She alisema drinking small sips from her black coffee.
“I know what wewe want to say, wewe like her” she alisema smiling
“Well…” I alisema shyly
“That’s ok. Don’t be shy. Most men like her. I’ve introduced her to lots of men, but she didn’t like any of them.”
“Why? Is she arrogant?” I alisema wonderingly afraid that her answer would b yes
“No, it’s not like that, but they seemed all ….. Blah!”
“Well I’m not “blah”!”
She laughed “I don’t mean you! That’s not your problem, it’s you’re so poor, and she’s extremely wealthy.”
“I’m not that poor wewe know” I alisema dryly
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean too” she replied shyly “But yet, wewe are so not like her”
“Does she care about these things?”
“No not at all. I can prove to wewe she’s not. wewe know Matthew, the guy wewe were talking to earlier this day. He was her boyfriend since high school. They were epically in love. Everyone alisema their future is definitely together. But the romance ended last mwaka in spring break.” She alisema sorely
“What happened?”
“I don’t know. In fact no one knows. They both refused to talk about it. But apparently it was like an agreement au something, because they both dealt with the issue very unexpectedly. She didn’t even cry, always laughing and having fun. And he got engaged to this girl, Rachel, a very short while after what happened.”
A moment of silence passed then I said:
“Can wewe introduce me to her?”
“sure” She smiled brightly
He alisema wewe are in med school. That made me happy since I was there too, though against my welling. I thought that wewe are passionate and caring, that wewe are loving and want to help everyone. I didn’t even know wewe and I drew wewe in my mind like an Angel the same way wewe looked to me. I forgot in that dakika all what my father told me, and all what I learned about not being fooled with appearances, though I was, all my life, very careful with choosing my friends. But this time I failed with the test, the one that I should’ve passed it. I was taken kwa your charm and beauty.
All siku long I was thinking about wewe and your name “Sara” since that I fell in upendo with your name and its four letters. But unfortunately your name and your upendo brought me nothing but pain. wewe seemed so graceful so confident, walking proudly, directing your steps into the class room. I couldn’t help it but fix my eyes on wewe without having a sekunde choice. I wanted to step in and talk to you, but I didn’t dare too. I decided to let one of your Marafiki arrange our meeting.
I invited her to a café, Emily. She was polite and sweet, she understood what I wanted. She alisema drinking small sips from her black coffee.
“I know what wewe want to say, wewe like her” she alisema smiling
“Well…” I alisema shyly
“That’s ok. Don’t be shy. Most men like her. I’ve introduced her to lots of men, but she didn’t like any of them.”
“Why? Is she arrogant?” I alisema wonderingly afraid that her answer would b yes
“No, it’s not like that, but they seemed all ….. Blah!”
“Well I’m not “blah”!”
She laughed “I don’t mean you! That’s not your problem, it’s you’re so poor, and she’s extremely wealthy.”
“I’m not that poor wewe know” I alisema dryly
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean too” she replied shyly “But yet, wewe are so not like her”
“Does she care about these things?”
“No not at all. I can prove to wewe she’s not. wewe know Matthew, the guy wewe were talking to earlier this day. He was her boyfriend since high school. They were epically in love. Everyone alisema their future is definitely together. But the romance ended last mwaka in spring break.” She alisema sorely
“What happened?”
“I don’t know. In fact no one knows. They both refused to talk about it. But apparently it was like an agreement au something, because they both dealt with the issue very unexpectedly. She didn’t even cry, always laughing and having fun. And he got engaged to this girl, Rachel, a very short while after what happened.”
A moment of silence passed then I said:
“Can wewe introduce me to her?”
“sure” She smiled brightly
Life's like a rollercoaster,
Don't waste the ride.
Live it up all the way,
because today's your last day
What would wewe do?
Would wewe cry a little, scream a little, think it's all pretend.
au go into silence until the very end...
Would wewe upendo the ones wewe hate the most au be the person wewe hide?
Would wewe pretend that you're ok but really scream inside?
Would wewe try and keep the sun from setting as your last siku ends?
Knowing you'll never see it rise...
Tomorrow I'll be somewhere else wewe say as wewe close your eyes.
what can I do?
I'm self-centered, self-induldged, self-absorbed, hateful, short-tepered, implusive, in a complete state of denial, confused and lonely, yet I don't try to think.
a creature of the night
a princess of darkness
I long for light
colors
but all is midnight
and my only companions are the moon and the darkness
thought it comforts me when no one can
I wish to be out of darkness for once
to be clear, understood, unquestioned, and loved.
but who am I to ask for this?
who am I to want this?
is that what makes me human?
why?
all I want to know is why?
Step, creak, step, creak! the floor boards speak to me as I slowly tremble on its hard, splintery wood. Each step feels so daring. I feel danger crawling up my dangling spine. Thump, thump, my moyo tries to refuse to my wishes of moving forward. Nothing has happened so far.
I carefully make my way towards the forbidden wooden chair. Creeeeeeek! goes the kiti, kiti cha as I lower my self to its level and sit on it. SHHHHHHHH!
“What was that?” I whisper to my self with my eyes wide open. I slowly start to climb the fence to view the streets of emptiness and quietness. My moyo starts to beat even louder. Thump, thump. I slowly turn my anxious head to look. But it was only a car passing kwa my house.
I carefully make my way towards the forbidden wooden chair. Creeeeeeek! goes the kiti, kiti cha as I lower my self to its level and sit on it. SHHHHHHHH!
“What was that?” I whisper to my self with my eyes wide open. I slowly start to climb the fence to view the streets of emptiness and quietness. My moyo starts to beat even louder. Thump, thump. I slowly turn my anxious head to look. But it was only a car passing kwa my house.