Regretting Now?

Back in high school, love

wasn’t even on my radar.

Honestly, I had no thoughts of having a girlfriend.

My friends used to laugh at me—“Wewe R, uko serious kweli?”

In Form Three, they even took matters into their own hands.

They helped me write letters to girls from Solian and Kapropita Girls.

We waited.

And waited.

Nothing came back.

Total silence.

That was my first “attempt” at love—if you could even call it that

Everything changed.

That’s where I met her.

She was from the mountain.

Beautiful in a calm, natural way.

A well-rounded face, and that small gap between her teeth—"mwanya wa meno"—that made her smile unforgettable.

At first, she was just a friend.

But she started giving signs.

Clear signs.

The kind everyone else could see—except me.

One day, she invited me to the girls’ hostel.

Now, at that time, we weren’t even officially dating.

Just… friends.

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