BLOSSOM GRAM

Dear Marriage, You should know If I could write you a love song It would go on and on and on and on ‘Cause I see forever in your arms So, keep on holding on and on and on and on and on Marriage, I am both excited and afraid of this passage. I think in as much as we like marriage, we should also hope that marriage would like us back. If the marriage doesn’t like you then it's pretty bad, but if it does then marriage is sweet, or so I have been told and imagined, well mostly imagined. I genuinely cannot wait for wife privilege, (wife privilege na this weather would really slap walai, lakini mlisema wishes sio horses ama hiyo proverb ilikuwa aje). Man, my teacher of English (enhee, jeshi ya English teacher) would really be disappointed. (I am spiraling again) In less than 12 hours, one of my boys is getting married. I think he knew and the weather favors him a lot, but the one thing I love about the whole thing is I have looked at them and they like each other. I have ...

  Hello, Future Wife, “Autumn leaves, turn to gold We'll tread a path side-by-side And form a link through our hands For I'm yours and you are mine I'll write your name on the bottom of my shoes Just so you know that I'm yours to keep ” I am listening to ‘ Jordan Mackampa’s Yours to Keep’ as I write this piece. My wife; the title itself makes me nervous. Well, this is not a great way to start a letter now is it! I am anxious about this. On days like these when I juggle through social media apps and I happen to land on Instagram and see photos of cute couples, I tend to imagine the same will happen to yours truly over here. I am awfully shy but I happen to have a vibrant face as I have been told a couple of times, and yes it did not make sense to me also. I also overthink and yes I know that this is not healthy but I still don’t know how to stop it. But then this is not about me but about you (my inner me is screaming and tightly hugging a pillow, why do I ha...