Dar es Salaam, Nov. 14 -- Beautiful she is, lovely, she is. And I can only smile whenever her eyes meet mine. A word I could say? Nope.
A love letter Id write? Nope. But can I pretend not to notice her beauty without ever mentioning her name? Nope, I cant. But how would I tell her?
For what if I do, she thinks I mean something serious? Well, yes, I do. But how can I say that when everything about me is chaos?
Would she be the missing piece, the quiet in my noise, the part of me that somehow makes me whole? I dont know.
God, I wish I knew. But somehow, I always seem to lack the words whenever I need them most.
“Yes, I do.”
Thats the only thing I can say out loud.
Yes, I do admire her.
Yes, I do think about her. Yes, I do ...