Hathele

I don't want to wait up till your death to say these words. I don't want to regret not telling you how I really feel about you or how you make me feel. I bless God always for the day you were born, the day you received Christ and sold yourself out for the word and Ministry. You are that man I would tag: "When a man gives himself wholly to the word and ministry, he leads/lives the word naturally as a mirror to others" To me, we have come a long way: -For all the joy you gave to me, -For all the ears you gave to my worries. -For the times i forgot my reality in Christ, you reminded me of them. -For all the patience you had to my pranks. -For the understanding you gave to my silliness, -For the things you taught me, For the companionship, comfort and friendship you gave, I am sincerely grateful dear brother. I call you brother unashamedly because you have indeed earned that place in my life these few years. Sometimes, I wondered the feeling of bei...

     Photo: ShutterStock Now I understand why people close their eyes when they kiss. Kissing is so sensual that it is 80% emotions and 20% lips sucking. I sigh with nolstagia, while savouring the last bit of mint taste left behind by Jeyden's kiss. Oh! Sorry. I mean the love left behind by Jeyden's. "Ouch!" I held on to my aching head and raised my head up to see the cause of my head ache. Fortunately or unfortunately, the source of my pain was from bumping into a wall. The wall I bumped into was no other than Jayden.. Yes...the Jayden . "My Sweet Crush..." (I screamed mindlessly in my head). Are your eyes under your feet? ( he growled at me with annoyance) "Oh! Sorry!" ( I apologised with a false boldness). I felt sad seeing his indeference towards me as he walked away. My heart ached that I felt it was not my head that received the bruise, but my heart. Even the lingering taste I thought was I had left in my mouth turned into a bad t...