3 and Counting

In relationships we’re used to complaining about other people – our partners, our significant others. But for relationships to really work, we need to focus on what we appreciate about the other person, not what we’re complaining about.
I think we need to appreciate the good qualities in our partners, while realizing that they’re overlooking our less than ideal qualities and focusing on our good qualities, too.
I often wonder why I love you. Is it your presence, your smile, or just your eyes? Here are some wonderful reasons, though they comprise only a fraction of all the reasons, I can never tell you all the reasons, for I myself know not. But please read the following, and know that I will continue to love you, forever…

1. Your smile. You have an infectious smile.
2. Your big belly…you give wonderful teddy bear hugs and cuddling with you is just awesome. I love how you cuddle me in your arms, like I were your little girl.
3. Your amazing sense of humor. The silly things you say…when you come from an exam telling me “ni ku mwamba, ku ipoto”. And I like the fact that you get my jokes.
4. Your potato eyes. The way you look at me. Those eyes that see right through me…take over my entire body, making my knees weak.
5. We can talk about anything and everything together no matter what.
6. All the things you do for me. I appreciate all of them, big to small.
7. Your body. You’re sexy and handsome. You’re a giant that I love.
8. I love how my heart skips a beat when you walk into a room.
9. You accept me and love me for who I am. Even though you know everything about me you still look at me the same way.
10. You make me happy…we laugh together, do silly and crazy things together, I know all your gross little stuff…
11. I can just be myself…I am comfortable with you
12. I feel safe around you…be it day or night. When we’re together, I fear nothing.
13. You’re my teacher. You’ve taught me how to love, patience and tolerance, you’ve taught me many life lessons.
14. You complete me.
15. When you sing and the way you dance, utera akaguru! Hahaaaa…I am laughing!
16. How I still get butterflies when someone says your name.
17. There’s no one else who’s even close like you! You’re unique.
18. How you think I am so smart.
19. Your cooking! Yummy! Narafashwe! Sinzi impamvu ntabyibuha?!
20. For who you are. I love you for the man you are and the silly little boy inside – KIBOBONSO!


I look forward to more years to come.
Walk with me.
Happy 3rd Anniversary, Kibobonso.

The first time…

She had no intentions of having a boyfriend. One would think this would indicate she was perhaps a lesbian, but that wasn’t the case. She always said guys are nothing but distractions. It seemed that she had plans. Big plans.

She had not fully confessed to herself that she liked Foyeen Wanu but after that kiss…she felt like she might have some feelings for him. Her name is Beel L’Outhe. Everybody calls her Bee. They had known each other through social media. And soon enough began chatting as though they had been long time friends.

Bee was new at campus. She knew Foyeen was studying there too, but she hadn’t gotten the chance to meet him in person.

“Hi Bee. You’ve nice finger nails” A message pooped on her screen.

“Where did you see them?”

“We meet almost everyday…though you ignore me”

She knew the guy knew her…from her pictures on the internet. One Tuesday morning they agreed to meet, in the evening, after lectures.

She was standing by the road side, waiting to cross to the other side of the road. She was staring at her phone. She typed “I’ll be there in few minutes” and clicked on SEND.

“Hi, Bee”

She immediately turned, only to see a giant figure standing in front of her. Could this be the one of the Greek gods she always read about in books and heard from school? She wasn’t expecting to be meeting him there. She straightened out her arm to give him a hand shake. But instead he spread his arms for a hug. He wore light blue faded jeans, a black jumper with a hood and sneakers. His broad shoulders, large chest…there was no way she was going to deprive herself of the hug.

She ran into his arms, like a girl running into her dad’s arms. Resting her head on his chest, she felt his heartbeat. She could smell his perfume. She felt at peace.

wth himFrom there and then, they became close friends. They began hanging out. He soon showed her his place; a “ghetto” as they call them at campus. She could visit him on weekends and after lectures. And they would walk in the neighborhood around campus, holding hands, laughing. Bee enjoyed his company. Really.

It was a day unlike the others, though neither Foyeen nor Bee knew nothing about it. As soon as the lecture stepped out, Bee went straight to Foyeen’s place. He had invited her for lunch.

He was getting ready to walk her back to the hostel. Bee lay on bed waiting for him to get ready. He pulled in his jumper. Suddenly, Foyeen began approaching her. He slightly bent to mount onto the bed and her heart began racing. She saw the look in his eyes, and knew what was waiting for her. Bee felt like she was being tied by ropes onto the bed. Her hands began trembling. She was 19 and felt super awkward about never being kissed before. She was so nervous.

Foyeen was now on top of Bee, on all fours. He looked her into the eyes…he could tell it that she wanted it but was shy. She never made a movement. Neither did she try to push him off. He took it as an invitation and he leaned forward until his lips touched hers. She closed her eyes. It was as if her whole body was being electrocuted. She just laid there like tree log…until she finally kissed him back. Then they ended up kissing for a few more minutes. It was soft and tender. It was sensational, she could feel and smell him as they kissed. She pulled away and then…His kissing beggars description. It was longer than a peck, and still the cutest thing she experienced. It was everything she wanted.

One tends never to forget the first time someone takes their breath away.