He left.

For years I was not in love with the reflection that stared back at me on the mirror.But when I met him he liked everything he saw…and I started having the best days of my life.

But now he is gone,he found himself a beautiful girl when things fell apart between us. Now my mind is plagued with memories of us together, from the warmth of his breath I felt on my neck, to the cuddles, to chocolates I got during my four worst days of the month.

I’m now seated on my bed lonely; no intresting late night conversations we had together, but still with shock and disbelief that he has already replaced me.

The way he looked at her,showed how in love he was with her, 😐 I wondered if he ever looked at me like that… He already took her to one of the best restaurants in town,a place he never took me to. As I walked in to one of my fav icecream places. I spotted them seated at the corner on the right..which was actually  one of our best spots when we went for icecream together.

I am in this place in my life where I have to be strong, strong enough to pick up my pieces and put them back together. This place is scary I swear! Now I have to feel the voids   and vacuums that had been created and left unattended to.

The flower doesn’t dream of the bee, it blossoms and the bee comes.

 Now I invent love stories hoping that they’ll happen to me one day. I wear dresses more often,slay my hair,paint my nails in bright colours,treat myself to expensive food and go out more often. Now I find solace in cooking for people I love,striving to do best with whatever I put my mind to and making my friends happier.

I am finally readjusting to things that make me feel whole again.

Sunday 

There days you wake up feeling so blessed, One of those days is sunday.

Woke up and prepared myself for mass, my church  not so far from my place I  am out of the house by 9:50. I get to  church and I’m late kidogo tu..I prefer not to seat at the back so I move a few seats infront. 

Only to seat next to this cute guy..he actually wore this shoes I like men in. I couldn’t stoop so low and make him realize that I was admiring him.

Most Catholics can relate of how we say prayers all through the mass.. this guy was not singing …maybe he didn’t feel like opening his mouth yet😄

During concecration..we all were saying this part”Lord I’m not worthy that you should enter under  my roof but only say a word and my soul shall be healed”  His breath killed my entire being🙄…ungefikiria lorry za city council zimepita😂

There’s nothing bad like a cute guy with bad breath.. bad breath turns people off.. Thank God the mass was almost over …I couldn’t deal!