your hand always on the move up with a white handkerchief it was used on your face tears cascading down your neck filled with blood vessels protruding a calling was
Author: Abiyo Omar
Abiyo, born in Kenya, likes writing, dwelling on poems, scripts and philosophy. He also has another YouTube channel called Olryz Productions that features Swahili films. Abiyo by profession is a lawyer and a certified professional mediator.
FILLEDFILLED
it is with too many firsts late night calls no searching on what you were your behaviours your past relations and like it was heart beatings at first sight considering
SNEAKSNEAK
peak not full to see the face behind it but the smile was there it was pure joy looking at it a heart beat stormed by like a knock on
IT COMES TO THISIT COMES TO THIS
like clothe worn everyday it is these palpitations goes on like engine to a car it keeps running vibrating with a roar like a lion in the jungle it never
MAYBEMAYBE
it was the language used in asking it was not polite or was it too direct you did not give pleasantries you did not sweet talk it through was it
SHYLYSHYLY
a smile protrudes from a joke I uttered and the confidence did rise in me happiness did fill in me was this a conquer of the heart detailing us to
THERETHERE
it isthe answerfrom the past derailing youharbouring thoughtsmaking you do stuffs unlikeablealtering your behaviourmoods swings and ultimately hampering the connectionit is easyquantumsee there is a trial to solvingthat is a
PERHAPSPERHAPS
it was too big a dreamforgetting the adagea thousand steps begins with onenot that to dream is badno that vision is thereroadmap has startedbut we go ulterioruse that to rise