Wazitu vipi.I need advice from those of you who have been in this kind of a situation. Needless to say it’s not easy for a man to tell folks his stories, but kwa hii kijiji I can comfortably ask for advice.
In my first year in campus, I fell in Love with a very beautiful young woman. The day I saw her my heart spoke to me. We were goffing around lakini sikuwahi pewa slices. But I really loved her and I think the feeling was mutual. I could tell from her eyes and demeanor. During our second year, she vanished from school and also in my memory, but ones in a while nilikua niki kaona,she was within the radar.
Fast forward to 4th Year we somehow rekindled our love. One afternoon I invited her to my friends crib in Rongai for drinks, one thing led to another na tukaandama kwa bedroom ya huyu ninja wangu. The funny thing is that pussy ndio nilipewa lakini Mbokoko yangu ilikua to big to penetrate. We tried on the bed, I didn’t manage, nikawekelea yeye kwa reading table aka spread miguu wide open bado siku toboa kupenya ,aka chora saba ika shindikana!Hivyo ndio tulirudi sitting room nikikaukaga! After a month or two we broke our relationship via text. After that we didn’t even talk a single word even after graduation. We just parted ways. However, my love for her still lingered on somewhere in my heart.
This story is very funny. The next year after graduation I decided to do my Certification in a certain College along Langata road. In the second week I see this lady in the same fcking class! Doing the same Certification! In the same fcking College! Oh what a coincidence.
I can’t quite recall how we started talking again the next month. Oh boy! The initial love I had for this babey come back with a bang! The fire that we started almost 4 years ago burnt again. But now she had moved on! So most of her stories were laced with that of her boyfriend, me nameza mate tu ya unchungu and play cool. But deep inside my heart I was seriously burning. So one Saturday I decided nitembele Cuzo Pale Eastlands Umoja Karibu kwa chief,ili Nikule Veve na Mizinga ya Kibao itembe.After Mzinga ya 2 na Veve imeshika na Ngwai Kadhaa zisha tembea I decided to call this lass.
Gikuyu: Hi Koki, watsap? What’s going on with your weekend?
Koki: Nothing much, am with my boyfriend niko tao,but ata tume kasirikiana.
Gikuyu: oh am really sorry about that, me niko Eastlands si u come tu chill kiasi
Koki: Sawa how do I reach there?
Gikuyu: Pale Ronald Ngala utapata Mat ziinaitwa Ummoinner.Keti mbele,ambia dereva akushukishe kwa chief.
Cut the long story short, she made it to Eastland. She was sooo beautiful. It was her first time in Eastland, she leaves in Kitusuru. I liked her even more on that day because hakuleta zile za “Yuck what’s that?” She got comfortable in my cousins house. Story zika shika na mapombe and we she gave up the slices! My friends nilifikisha the proverbial threshold ya ktalk. I fck her mpaka aka bleed? Believe me, she bled and she has a boyfriend. What the heck was this guy doing for the past 3 years! Anyway I couldn’t care a rat’s ass. From that day onward she was my friend and lover. We were side by side. To be honest when God created her, he had me in mind, at least that’s what I convinced myself .She gave me the Boflo,saa kazi yangu ilikua kuchomoa slices moja moja kila Friday tukienda Rongai ama kwa cuzo. I don’t know why she never came home. I remember the last day she gave me that pussy was at a balcony. Her friend Shiko refused to leave us in her house for 10 minutes only. To hell with Shiko btw!
We were so much in love seriously but back in my mind I knew that as much as she loves me, she had a baggage, an anchor! Her boyfriend. Once in a while I could sneak pick on her Instagram naona hio nuguu kwa mapicha,and btw we rarely met on weekends. Mimi sikuwahi ona picha ata moja yangu kwa insta ama facebook!lol. But it didn’t bother me that much in fact we met twice with this dude nikiwa na huyu mresh.
At the end of the year during our final papers I suddenly realized she will never be mine. I don’t want to sound like a pussy here folks, but as much as we were in love, there was something in my heart, but I couldn’t quite point out what it was that made me feel that we will never be. So in short I wet mute and decided never to talk to her again. If you ask me the reason I don’t know why.
She didn’t talk to me either. We have never seen eye to eye, we never texted, none of us has ever called the other, and it’s been almost 3 years down the line. The thing is that there is no single day I don’t at least think about her. The preceding 2 years she was calling my buddy asking about me, and this made me wonder why she couldn’t call me directly ask me why I went mute! And when I think of her, and the love we once had, sometimes I wish we could go back in time. Anyway I hope nitapata mawaidha Kwa ELDERS HAPA.Shukran