He is cute.
He looks at me like a cup of icecream
His eyes says that his heart is tingly
I am love.
Tag: waiting
I forced myself
“I got up for the umpteenth time, stretched the edges of my skirt and walked towards the window. The weather was so cold, it reminded me of past harmattan mornings. The air was hard too, making breathing a little painful. I shrugged it off and kept walking. “He has to be her son”. I concluded […]
11: 38 pm #Shortstories #Keepingfaith
9:00pm: To text or not to text was what this was all about and just like that two whole weeks passed by. She really wanted to talk to him, to know if he was fine, how he was pulling through the many storms of life. Not like it mattered what they would talk about, didn’t that […]
