How could you leave....

Today I just want to share something  different.

I know you would have hated this piece because  you enjoyed your privacy. But hey , I can do this now......

So! I remember  the first day we met like it was yesterday.  I was sitted outside  block C at jobless corner waiting for Daggy ( God rest his soul) Gosh!  Anyway, you were coming from the shops with Mike( who coincidentally was going to be my boyfriend hahaha) and you invited me for tea and I told you that I would be coming up shortly and that was it.  We became those people who salute each other with a nod when they saw each other from a far.

Later on Mike katiad (Hey its my piece, I can write whatever I want since I dont know how to say Katiad in english.  Plus hit on me aint as cool as Katiad ) me and then from me being Mikes girlfriend we became friends.  Eventually  Mike and I went our separate ways but you remained my friend. 

When it was my sons birthday,  you came all the way to thika with omosh and Mark which was a pleasant surprise  because  we all knew you not to be about that life 😂😂😂.

We have been friends since 2006 when I joined MMU then KCCT.

This other part of the story is harder  for me.

It was a sunday evening and I was just from enjoying my Sunday afternoon nap.  I remember seeing a message  on whatsup from Omosh and thinking that it had been a while since we spoke. 

When I read the message, I at first thought I was dreaming. How could it be?  We had just argued  a few days before about some silly stuff. What could he be meaning when he text that you had passed on!  Thats impossible, You can't die,  you dont die!  We were going to grow old together. We had plans,  what of that beach house I was going to come visit you and your family in with my family ? 

What of the other projects?  The projects  we talked about at length? And The promise to be friends till we were old!  What of those promises?  What did they mean by dead?

Just a few months before,  You were sending me  pictures of a girl you liked telling me that she could be the one. I remember  laughing then telling you that you were catching on to the marriage bug.  Ooooh my heart broke for her.

I ask myself now, who will flatter me on the pictures  I post on my whatsup  stories?  Who will piss me off with snotty comments about stuff I said while chatting or I Post? When I hear some reggae songs tears still flow because they remind me of you.

Who will tell me how am acting is not Christ like? 

I have so many questions  but as time goes by am starting  to accept that you are gone for real though difficult . Not a day goes by that you have not crossed my mind. I think about that night alot,  the one you left us.  I always hope that you felt no pain that you just closed your eyes and crossed over to the other side. I miss you so much and I will always pray for your family when you cross my mind which is often. Ours was a bond that was unexplainable.  

Finally, words from a song you made me love...

Even though you broke my heart
And I lay here in the dark
Tears rolling down my face
And flowing from my heart
I will never leave your side, ride or die. Right here till the end... 

You will forever remain my friend. 

Forever a part of my story.

Gone but never forgotten.
💗💖💕