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Sep 2017 · 377
Rock Bottom
Brenda Mukisa Sep 2017
Rock Bottom
It seems cliche when some one talks about it
It seems like they are too weak
Or exaggerating the situation.
There is a place where you feel like you have lost the fight.
Where you  feel like you are falling
You want to stop
You wish you would stop
Sometimes you aren't even sure you want to stop
You wish for different
You don't know if its at the top or the bottom
One day you are a free spirit
You feel good and beautiful
Then someone shows up and ruins it all
First it is i love you forever
Next it is the same line or better for someone else
Suddenly you are the bitter person
The one who feels the need to hate another girl
A girl who doesn't even know you exist
Yet you... Oh God!.. know all the others
Those before, during and after you.
Because you let yourself get consumed.
Because you decided to take your own advise
And gave love a chance.
And all it did ruin you...
Break down walls you had built so high.
Now you wonder if you are not enough
Or why exactly she is better than you
From his point of view...
So yes...there is a rock bottom for every one.
You just hope you come back sane enough to continue living.
Some people would ruin your life just because they want.
Or may not...they just fell in love with someone else.
The heart wants what it wants.
You just sit there and wait for new love.
And hope that this time.
You are enough.
And  forever isn't just a promise.
I'm still learning how to describe love without stressing
Or complicated in between lines....
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Sep 2017 · 222
What if....
Brenda Mukisa Sep 2017
What if....
what if you hadn't showed up that day
what if you had stayed home
what if you had slept in and showed up late
what if you had missed that interview
what if you had been transferred else where
what if you worked with different people.

would you be happier?

what if you had missed that paper
what if you had done a different paper
what if you went to another university
what if you had dropped out of Uni
or chosen a different program..

would you be happier?

what if you hadn't applied for that internship
what if you had gotten another offer
and taken it
what if you had stayed at your internship place.

would you be happier?

what if you met your self
from a different perspective.
from an external perspective.
what if you saw yourself the way those that love you
get to see you

would you love you too?
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Sep 2017 · 232
love elsewhere
Brenda Mukisa Sep 2017
love elsewhere
she often wondered what he thought when he looked at her.
he did it a lot.
he just stood there and stared...
but now she understood.

because now she knew where his heart was.
maybe he wondered how to tell her.
maybe in his own way ,
he wanted to tell her...
if only he knew.
that she could be happy for him.
that she would celebrate his happiness.
maybe he would tell her....

and when she looked at him.
she now knew.
that she was happy for him.
that he had found love elsewhere.
and she hoped this time.....
he would be happy enough to commit.
#everything #comes #to #an #end
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Sep 2017 · 189
A certain kind of love
Brenda Mukisa Sep 2017
A certain kind of love
every one deserves or wants
a certain kind of love.
some  know it
some sell them selves short.
some wait for what they deserve.
others are simply clueless.

we deserve a certain kind of love.
one that makes us smile
at the thought of it.
one that gives us energy to wake up.
one that lifts you when your down.
encourages you to be better.
is ever present when you need it.
it gives life meaning....

this might and could be different for all.
they've just got to know what kind they deserve.
and chase it.
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Sep 2017 · 353
Sand and Water
Brenda Mukisa Sep 2017
Sand and Water
There is a relationship between the sand and the water.
Not just basic sand.
Or water poured into it.
But lake, river or sea sand.

Staying next to something or someone for a long time.
Brings unexplained attachment.
And feelings....
Beautiful connections and affection.
It happens to non humans too.

Though the sand on the shore isn't as lucky
As that at the bottom,
It still gets it turn.
On calm days...
It seats ignored..
The water pretending not to care..

But rough days come through....
When the water cant pretend no more.
And it gives in to the reality.
That just like the sand.
Its tired of being lonely...

That's when its waves visit the sand.
And sweep it to the bottom of the sea....
To live happily ever after...
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Aug 2017 · 100
Most of the times.
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
Most of the times.
Most of the times,
I felt him love me.....
I saw it in his eyes too.
And some how....
That scared me and warmed my heart.
In strange ways.
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Aug 2017 · 192
Clearer
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
Clearer
We roam when we must not.
There is a place of dissatisfaction.
Some people think it is a curse.
But is it really?

Its simple to hold onto
Its simple to let go of.
Life floats away
We often see it do so..
Its sad most of the times...

Stability is an urgent need.
Most times its what we seek.
Most times its what we don't have.
Its the uncertainty that drains us.
The fear from the unknown.
The fear of falling.
The fear of not being saved.

Every human needs saving.
Some from the external.
0thers from within.
That is the greatest fear worthy thing.
Some have a problem.
Others don't.
Most times all we need is a clear picture.
Only a few get to see it.

To see what to run to or from.
may be things are not as bad as they seem
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Aug 2017 · 100
The right way
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
The right way
the world comes with many rules.
it dictates  almost everything.
the way you must walk
the way you must talk.
but worst of all,
the words you must say.

why isn't it possible for people to truly accept.
for people to truly like people.
without restrictions.
or must be's.
people are always expecting you to live a certain way.
to say certain things.
to say things at a given time.

life can be exhausting.
if the world around you cannot love you for you.
people should know that its okay.
its okay to care about you first.
to worry if what you say brings you happiness.
there's no right way.

but there is peaceful sleep at night.
there's a clear conscious.
there is a happy soul.
and that is the most important thing.
so say what you want to say...... , and mean it.

there is no right way, life didn't come with rules and regulations.
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Aug 2017 · 108
Another day.
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
Another day.
We are having arguements.
Its more frequent lately.
I walk out and go.
This time I would go forever.

Yesterday felt wierd.
I didnt have to knock on your door.
I missed you at work....
Wished I would call.

Today you said you missed me.
I NEVER WANT TO FIGHT AGAIN.
I love you too.
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Aug 2017 · 238
Easier
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
Easier
Its the brevity in words
the way they are said
I've met rude people who sound gentle
And gentle people who sound rude
How do we go from here
How do we start a new
Its more complicated than it seems
Or easier than we see.

I always wondered about life
I always wondered about everything.
Nothing and everything.
There are empty feelings in all.
Some scream them, others don't.
Pretending things don't exist never made them go away.
But still some people choose it.

Lets run away.
Lets make a story.
A story we would love.
A story others can fall in love with too.
Lets be proud of beggings.
Lets hold onto them to the end.
I'm proud of life......
I will hold onto it forever.
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Aug 2017 · 2.2k
My black skin
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
My black skin
When your the only dark skinned person in your house.
Its hard for others to see that its okay.
That its beautiful as well.
Its weird how people attach beauty to color.
Light skinned this, lighter skin that.
They make it the must be.

Not that it isn't beautiful.
But we have got to look at darker different.
Dark can be beautiful.
Darker even more beautiful.
I've seen beauty in all colors.
Like in all shapes.

You walk down the street over the weekend.
You fall in love with Africa.
All you will see is beautiful women.
Different heights, different shapes...
Handsome men...they come in all sizes and shades.
Its like a painting.
The kind you could look at forever.
And never tire from.

When I was a child.
I always said I wanted to get away.
But mum always said that one day I'll fall in love with here.
Now I know,now I've felt the pride.
And happiness that comes with here.

I look into the mirror each day.
And feel proud and happy.
Growing up my mother said thank-you.
With a smile.
Every time they said I looked like her.
Now I see why in the mirror.
I'd be proud if my daughter looked like me.
Me and my black skin.
My beautiful black skin.
#dark #skinned #and #beautiful
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Aug 2017 · 294
Write...
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
Write...
In a culture where reading is corny
Writing is even worse.
How do you explain child hood.
If all you had was a stuck of magazines.
Dreams dreamt.
At so tender an age.
Vision built.
Life looked at at a different perspective.
A beautiful perspective.

How do you explain.
That childhood can be books and stories.
How do you explain that its okay.
To not play in the hot afternoon sun.
To not mingle with the neighbourhood kids.
Because Beckham looks better on that magazine cover.
And you prefer to understand every bit of his wedding.

Is it wrong to grow up so fast.
Is it wrong to know about the world at 4.
And explain it better than the teacher...
Because you've read the story over and over...
Is it wrong to try to understand.
Actual things apart from dodge ball and running.

Maybe knowing is the greatest strength.
A gift open to readers.
Whereas others were born to live.
Others were born to do much more.
To spell life out.
To record moments.
To write down history.
And to proudly read it out......
To remind the world of a beauty they are too busy to record.
#blessed #to #have #been #given #the #gift #read #and #write
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Aug 2017 · 379
Beautiful lines.
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
Beautiful lines.
So we beat on boats against the current
Borne back ceaselessly into the past
You forget what you want to remember
And remember what you want to forget
And we are quotation marks, inverted and upside down,
Clinging to one another at the end of this life sentence.
Trapped by lives we didn’t choose.

The heart dies a slow death.
Shedding each hope like leaves.
Until one day there are none.
No hopes… no nothing.
My thoughts are stars.
I cannot fathom into constellations.

Beautiful things only grow to a certain height.
And they fail and fade off.
And in that moment.
I swear we were infinite.
I hid my deepest feelings so well.
I forgot where I placed them.

We’ve all got both light and dark inside us
What matters is what part we choose to act on.
That is who we really are.
She is madness, sanity.
She is hell….and paradise.
#copied #from #different #authors #books
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Aug 2017 · 1.0k
Grateful is an understatement
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
Grateful is an understatement
In you oh God
I put my trust.
You have been sooo good to me.
I'd never know how to say thank you.
You have brought me so far.
Yet grateful is still an understatement.
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Aug 2017 · 222
21 days don't break a habit.
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
21 days don't break a habit.
They say it takes 21 days to break a habit.
I used to believe them
But when you cannot leave some one alone.
No matter how much they push you away.
When you smile when you think of them.
Or force stop your self from liking them.
And fail terribly.
Make faces when you meet them....
Mutual faces.

You know they are the one.
You would choose them over and over.
Whether they choose you or not.
And its been years..
But you still have the habit of liking them
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Aug 2017 · 231
I have learned
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
I have learned
That life has many turns
That some people will never like you.
And you may never like some.
That some people can love you too much.
You can feel it.
That sometimes you cant explain why you love some people.
And why they love you always.
That sometimes love comes from those you least expected.
And so does hate.

I have learned..
That people leave.....
And sometimes they do not look back.
That anyone can break a heart.
Even when they do not want to.
That sometimes people make selfish choices.....
But it does not make them bad people.
That life is soo beautiful...
And so are people....
You just have to want to see it.....

I have learned.
That people may not stay always.
But it will never mean they do not miss you......
That as long as you believe ...
Life will find a way to be okay.
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Aug 2017 · 140
I miss you
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
I miss you
How you always wished me well.
How you changed your pants when I said they were not cool.
or didn't match.
How we could share your food without me asking
How you warned me about eating all your cookies yet never stopped me.
How ironing my cloths never felt odd.
Instead of me ironing yours.
You didn't judge me at all.

I miss your smiling face.
You smiled with your eyes.
How you said you missed me every time you saw me.
How you came to my place first and passed by your door.
like you didn't know your place.
And lives at mine instead.
The face you made each morning when I stood at your door.

I miss us.
How cooking together was fun not work.
Laughing and smiling at everything and nothing...
May be you were right.
You said our only problem was that....
I have an iceberg for a heart.
And a very big head.......
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Aug 2017 · 300
Believe in me..
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
Believe in me..
I sak at many things most times.
The things I do best are dressing up and getting good grades.
Friendships are complicated.
Love requires thinking.
Feeling things when you don't want to.
Sharing parts of you you don't want to.

I am a very private person.
I find the concept of wedding by church complex.
I love God.
I just find the white dress, groom at the front and faces...
Extremely overwhelming.

I want to take dressed selfies.
Mirror selfies in pajamas and toothbrushes.
Playing selfies...the random ones between moments.
I want to scream love and look like it.
I want to be able to let the world know.

I just love my private life.
I love the mystery from not knowing  too.
I am happy from us.
I believe its possible.....

I believe in us
I believe in me.....
#and #i #hope #you #believe #too
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Aug 2017 · 602
Lets start over
Brenda Mukisa Aug 2017
Lets start over
It was the way you looked over at me.
The first time we met.
The way I was so willing to forget.
The way you found my number.
The way I didn't care you did.
The way you kept texting, calling even.
The way I didn't care.

I found ignoring mean.
I had to be good.
I had to be better.
So I gave this a shot.
The good in me screaming...

When you offered to help.
I didn't refuse.
I let you do your thing.
I believed you knew your thing.
When it ******* over.
You unveiled yourself.

Lets start over.
How do you think someone is beautiful.
How do you come from beautiful to badly behaved.
May be real words are spoken when mad.
#insults #last #for #ever
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Jul 2017 · 344
A home of her own
Brenda Mukisa Jul 2017
A home of her own
She sat in the car staring at him
Waiting for him to drive in.
She wasn't expecting anything.
She hadn't even imagined her first visit.
She just stood there watching.
Letting the idea settle in.

When he opened the door and let her in.
She could not believe her eyes.
It was a beautiful house.
Empty beautiful house.
He said it was her home.
That she could make it a home.
She felt like it was her kind of home.

She could already see herself there.
Waking up each morning to the quiet.
To the peace and comfort of the country.
To the beautiful house and compound.
Her friends and family would visit here.

He showed her the children's bedrooms.
She could already hear them call.
Or cry but mainly laugh.
She could see her touch all over.
It was a home she could be proud of.

A home of her own.
#she #had #to #just #accept
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Jul 2017 · 179
Season of decisions.
Brenda Mukisa Jul 2017
Season of decisions.
There comes a time to choose
You do not have to be ready.
You just have to make your pick.
To know what is best for you.
To decide what you must do.
To make a decision that is best.

There is a season of decisions.
You just make a decision each day.
And pray you chose you.
And you chose right.
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Jul 2017 · 349
Home can be anywhere
Brenda Mukisa Jul 2017
Home can be anywhere
I walked through these doors.
I just wanted to get away.
I just wanted to pass a unit at uni.
I just wanted to start afresh.

Its been three years.
I still walk through these doors.
I met good people here.
I had a lot of fun here.
I still have fun here.
I tell people about here.

3 years of growth.
3 years of loving you guys.
3 years of happiness and going places.
3 years of managing sport.
I'm glad I came
I,m glad I met you.
Now I know, home can be anywhere.
#3 #great #olympic #committee #years
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Jul 2017 · 164
like you.
Brenda Mukisa Jul 2017
like you.
I asked for tall, light skinned, handsome.
You are not that.
But you, God you....
You make me feel things.
You make me want to believe.
You make me choose you.

Goddddd.... I think I like you for real.
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Jul 2017 · 257
Dark night
Brenda Mukisa Jul 2017
Dark night
dark night.
The wind is slow but surely present.
Somehow we dont feel it, atleast I donot.
my porch we are starting on.
look up  the stars are beautiful.
pull me close
i'll lean on your shoulder.

wait for this moment.
lean deeper  its happening.
Tonight,  the happiest person in the world.
Is my best
because on dark nights like these.
stories begin, or a story begins.
maybe.... began
#the #heart #wasnt #made #to #be #broken
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Jul 2017 · 161
Love....
Brenda Mukisa Jul 2017
Love....
That's the thing about love
It doesn't warn you.
It doesn't prepare you.
One moment you love your life.
And the next moment this person is a part of it.
Filling spaces that seemed full before.
Taking all, and giving more.

You think you like a certain kind of handsome.
Then a different kind of human shows up.
Suddenly you smile at moments past.
And just like that, you've fallen.
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Jul 2017 · 399
Sorry
Brenda Mukisa Jul 2017
Sorry
I am sorry that I wasnt perfect
I am sorry that he left.
I am sorry that I let him leave.
I am sorry that I didnt beg him to stay.
O r to come back.
I am sorry that I didnt think of you.
The way you wanted me to.
I am sorry that I didnt wait with you.
I am sorry that I told you to give up.
I am sorry that I made you feel bad for waiting.
For believing he would return.


I am sorry I did what I thought was best
I am sorry I wanted to be perfect for my kids.
I am sorry I sacked at marriage.
I AM SORRY.
I just wanted to be a perfect mother....
I just wanted to love myself as well.
silently, I hoped he would return.
#some #loves #are #just #distant #forever
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Jul 2017 · 391
Right now
Brenda Mukisa Jul 2017
Right now
I only requested for something real.
Its more real when you are looking at it.
You believe in me and you.
I am clueless and some how scared.
I thought it was a joke, to push away good things
Because one didn't know what to do.
I feel my self believing too.
So lets take mirror selfies and make faces.
Lets be happy now.
And tomorrow.
Because right now... I think I,m liking you too.
#my #first #love #poem #about #us
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Jul 2017 · 213
A place called here
Brenda Mukisa Jul 2017
A place called here
There is a place where nothing grows
I stand on the side lines and look for hope
Signs or even, illusions.
In that place, I'm drowning
I do not even know if I want to be saved.
Sometimes I think that is the problem.
Its too sad and empty.
In that place I'm reaching out for you every day.
That place is here and now.
And I die every day.
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Jul 2017 · 200
Before I go.
Brenda Mukisa Jul 2017
Before I go.
I am fine.
I am okay.
You think you lost me.
I think I saved myself.
Maybe I got so good at running.
I cannot look backwards.
I miss you still, I am still here.
Nowadays, I feel my self going.

Before I go.
I wish we would love.
So real, so much.
One more time, without questions or doubt.

Just one more time.
Before I go.
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Jun 2017 · 128
true love.
Brenda Mukisa Jun 2017
true love.
After all this time.
Trying to date new people.
Meeting new faces.
Smiling at new boys.
Being happy for your new relationship.

I'm sincerely happy for you.

They say you know it true love.
When you cant sleep.
Because reality is finally better .
Than your dreams.
I felt that.
Now I moved on.

I just still pause when I see your face.
On Instagram or face to face.
I recommend your perfume to friends.
Just to smell you around.
I still smile when i see your like.
Somehow.....
Even though your not the most handsome.
Or charming.
I do not want to, but I do.

Somewhere within.
My heart still feels at peace.
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Jun 2017 · 244
I do not want to choose you.
Brenda Mukisa Jun 2017
I do not want to choose you.
I do not want to choose you
I thought you were okay.
Not handsome but okay to look at.
Your face or style didn't sweep me off my feet.
Your so plain I wonder how I would even like you.

I've always found fashion cautious men attractive.
I do not even understand your cloth test.
I don't see any shoe passion when I look at your feet.
Call me weird but I think its a thing in my head.

I look for a scent when I am next you.
Somehow that happens a lot lately.
And I cannot find it either.
That is a thing for me too.
The universe is screaming nooo.....
I am starting to agree.

I look at you, and your definitely not my kind of person.
I wonder what your doing in my head.
I wonder why its even complicated.

I do not want to choose you.
Somehow , slowly by slowly, my heart is.
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Jun 2017 · 532
im afraid I forget you....
Brenda Mukisa Jun 2017
im afraid I forget you....
When i was little
I looked up to you.
Sometimes i wonder how you were.
How could one person be so filled with good.
I always said i wanted to be like you.
Not the sarcastic way.
The sincere way.

You taught me how to pray, how to fear God.
How to be a better human, to be nice.
To cook ,clean and make a healthy home.
How to live with people.
How to thrive.

All my life I never saw you angry or conniving.
I can say I've met a person so perfect.
You were so nice to me.
I worry i'm not living up to you.
How did you do it.
Being so perfect.

When the world said I was not good.
You didn't believe them, you had hope instead.
You believed in me too much
I decided to be that person you thought i was.
I loved you. I love you still.
Sometimes I think its forever.

They say people move on.
But how can I move on from you.
I try to be like you.
Sometimes I think I'm making progress.
Sometimes I think i'm failing.
You are proof that people can be good.
People can be perfect.

Years have gone by.
I still look for your face in a crowd.
I want to remember your voice.
I want to remember you forever.
I love you still...
But slowly by slowly....
I'm afraid I forget you.
In memory of  Anna Kasango.
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Jun 2017 · 88
the truth is what you know.....
Brenda Mukisa Jun 2017
the truth is what you know.....
Every one talks of love
Maybe its easy for every one but me.
Every one wants to be loved.
Do they ever wonder what it means.
May be there's such a thing as afraid of love.

They say you would have to be broken to think that.
They donot understand that its a beautiful feeling.
To actually think about the other person.
It takes bravity to walk up to someone.
Many love and never tell.

It takes a beautiful heart, to want to protect another.
Its what is lacking in many.
Loving shouldn't be random kisses and *** with strangers.
These acts are supposed to be in the context of love.
Yet many have let them just become a game, or dare....
When did we become so empty.

The truth is what we know.
From lines in the bible.
To what is supposed to be *** education in school.
We have heard it, yet abandoned it.
I have learned..that unfortunately,
the truth is what you know...
You just don't want it.
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Jun 2017 · 246
The boy doesnot love me.
Brenda Mukisa Jun 2017
The boy doesnot love me.
When I met you, I didn't care.
I just wanted to pass an exam.
I just wanted to be somewhere else.
Its easier to believe you are running when you aren't looking.
I just wanted to survive.

Looking at you every day changed my life.
I just kept looking at you and falling for you.
I remember fighting the thought every time.
Then someone lied that admitting it would take the feeling away.
But each day I loved you..... so much it started to hurt.

When they say people do crazy things for love,
Somehow they forget the madness in between.
The great fear that you may actually go mad.
The endless sleepless nights and anxiety expecting to see a sign.
Love maybe a good thing, but it does things to you.
It changes you in ways and you never recover.

Endless days of pure humiliation and self loss.
Finally I do not love you.
I do not look out of car windows expecting you to drive by.
I do not find reasons to visit or text you.
I look at new boys and wish they were as cool as you.
I do not search for signs or find reasons.
I stand next to you, look at you, and I don't love you.
But you do not love me still.

Now I know and accept,  that you never loved me.
I accept,"The boy doesn't love me".
#love #hearts #soulmates #happiness #heartbreak
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Jun 2017 · 289
This life time.....
Brenda Mukisa Jun 2017
This life time.....
In this life time.
I sit at my office desk.
Its the same room, same furniture, same computer.
I look at the same art piece every day.
Same faces seated across the room. The same old routine.
I donot hate it, its just my boring "normal".

But in my mind.
Its one of those days. With just enough sun .
Seated at a window in a beautiful apartment.
I love the ice cream melting in my palm.
My love will be back in  hour.
I cannot wait to see his face.
I look across the room and see the dress I just made.
I'm happy here, I love here, Id stay here.forever....

Every morning me and him go jogging.
We then make breakfast together.
playing and laughing like children.
I look at him and I love him, deep down, I know he loves me too.
I watch him walk to his car, and I get ready to design a new dress.
I am very happy. so happy.

But in this life time, I'm just at my desk, and its just another basic day.
And when I get home tonight, it will be to a quiet, lonely house.
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Jun 2017 · 93
My best friend.
Brenda Mukisa Jun 2017
My best friend.
I see her walk to the door.
She just wants to catch some air.
But he is walking out of another door.
Definitely they must meet.
He reaches out to hug her.
Of course she leans in.
And they walk away together.

I cannot wait for her to get back.
I cannot wait to see her face.
She walks in and I don't have to ask.
She can not stop smiling.
I am so happy for her.
I look at her across the room.
And she is the happiest  girl in the world.

My best friend is in love.
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Jun 2017 · 179
For love's sake....
Brenda Mukisa Jun 2017
For love's sake....
I used to look at you.
And feel everything in me scream.
They may say I'm empty.
I almost believe them.
but that quantity of love wouldn't pour from an empty vessel.

I don't regret you.
May be I should.
But why should I.
Because for love's sake.
You gave meaning to my heart.
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Jun 2017 · 82
strangers....
Brenda Mukisa Jun 2017
strangers....
I love you, do you love me ?
Yesterday like today,  you looked at me.
I thought I saw a smile
Then you looked away.
We became strangers.

You leaned against the wall when you saw me.
Smiled and told a joke.
I swear you smiled.
Maybe laughed even.
Then you walked away.
We were strangers again.

On the way home we walked together.
Smiling and shopping together.
I've never had so much to say in such a little time.
We looked really happy.
Then you were gone.
Now we are still strangers.
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Jun 2017 · 153
Grow in me.
Brenda Mukisa Jun 2017
Grow in me.
A heart that understands.
A heart that is patient.
A heart that doesn't judge.
A heart that looks for reason....

They say we are not supposed to be perfect.
They never said we cant.

Maybe we settled for so less.
We forgot how to reach out for more.

To be a better person.
A better sister
A better daughter.
A better friend.
And one day, a better wife.

so when better can thrive, please grow in me.
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Jun 2017 · 473
I wait for you.
Brenda Mukisa Jun 2017
I wait for you.
One day you showed up.
I remember hugging you at the door that night.
I was so happy.
I always believed all my problems could go away.

I sat every weekend and waited for you.
Mama said I was crazy.
Mama always knew best.
I don't know if i should have listened.

On a cold veranda every weekend night.
Listening for any sound.
Watching every shadow.
Hoping you would show up.

I don't know if I still wait for you.
Years have gone by.
To the world, it may seem like i found you.
But deep down, I know I wait for you still.
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