I can't get over him,.

Then i remember am committed and it dawns on me i can't have you.

I feel like am messing up life..i can't do much in this state.
Who is it. Do i need it. Why do i always feel powerless around him.
I don't trust he feels that.

I mean.
Probably he's just having fun at home. I mean its holiday.
I could be needing a break from every one and every thing.
I don't understand anything anymore.

I don't know.
I just feel bad.
I know its wrong to be in love with two guys.
Maybe i love one
O mean
Its only sensible.
What if he's not as crazy as I am. What if its just a whimp of the moment and am making a big deal out of everything.

O mean, does he like me. Is he crazy about us being more than what we are.
Does he even care 😏

I miss landing on his lips and ravaging them. Every time I hug him i hope he will lift my head, give me a long penetrating gaze, then say, fuck society, fuck everything that isn't us😑😑and i love you too.



But its all in my mind. It may never happen.
I don't know if i will ever look at chir differently.
I always think am over this idiot, 😂😂

But am not and that's scary. What if we surrender to passion and then we loose interest after wards😱I think I decided to move on because he was absent. All this while
Its been him i wanted but i coulnt face it...
 I don't want to go back to the past.
I just want to start something new, something pure and something chaste. Something honest.

Something I can look at and light up.
I don't know. What's a perfect relationship. But I know it ain't what am in



Thats honestly what IFlirt
But don't pursuWhy are you so obsessed with this man



He doesn't even give a damn about anything at al. He hasn't evn set his eyes on you. Why are you soo attached.


Why can't you just forget about him and start again.


But you love him girlking.
He makes your heart beat so loud when he's around and makes you shake inside.





I don't know what he gave me, whatever it was. That portion was well concoted
Is it just a crush on him And one day i will get over it
My problem is



He may not free the same way about me.
I don't want to be heart broken 😩
Chir my obsession.
I sleep, and wake up with you daily.
I can't help it.
Am beginning to feel like its toxic and one sided




Do you love me the same way. Are you crazy

No matter how busy life gets daily. You fill up a part of my time. The whole of my time.




Take me back to the past. Reward me with the future and beautify my present I miss your kiss.
Your lips on mine.



Maybe you forgot how it felt.
But I never did.
And i want it again.
I want to wait for you to coI wana go out on random dates with you.

Formal and casual alike
Be my man wear the trousers
.I love this idiiiiot, 😩😩

I want him to be my niggah

My jinga mate

My foodmate
Cookmate😋😋😋



Everything.



Chir




Will you be?


Commit to me and make me yours
But it will never be enough
Because i want you forever till whenever
Good night chirI love you more
Maria acha ujinga sasa


Get a life

Let this nigga be
💫Chir✨
My lion
Be my Moran
Hey girl king 💋He doesn't care if I miss
him
Maybe he does
But he's busy and working
And its not easy,
so he needs to be hands off the phone
I don't know how many times I check your last seen, 😏😏😏😏

Comments

  1. Maria Njoroge 30 May 2019 at 03:25

    Its purely intuition . Nothing more. If you read this y think you have a reason to kill me😂😂😂please come for my neck. Coz am sure many can't admit the truth to themselves Fear of being ridiculed by society just who the heck is society,,
    🌚

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