We scroll our contact lists to give you a buzz, then we cancel the call
We send texts to your line, only to realise that the texts are permanently pending and eventually FAILED is the result we get
We write on your Facebook wall, then we realise there is never gonna be a wall-to-wall conversation
We post pics of you and wait for you to diss them
But all we have is long, loud silence.
We see you in our lives,
We dream of you,
We remember the good, old days
Just like the other day.
But it is never the same.
The pain never subsides,
The smiles never shine on our faces
The vibes are never the same
The vacuum left is larger than words could suffice.
There are days I flip through your Fb pics just to block reality and feel that you are near
That this reality is just but a dream,
I keep wishing that this is a serious prank
That one day we would joke about it
But my wishes, are horses that beggars never ride
Your kababes misses you greatly
Some things we will never understand
Its been 1 month, 11 days since you left
But the pain is fresher Wachira Waithaka
The sting of death, only we can tell of the pain
We miss you
Lord, carry us
Comfort our hearts
Cause what the devil meant for harm to be a blessing
To be a chance to value life, relationships
Above all, to realise, life of man is like that of a flower
We are planted, we nourish and someday we are uprooted
Rest well Wachira aka Bunjee. Rest well.
Comfort us dear Lord
Above all redeem our hearts, save our hearts
Carry us in your arms Lord.
Heaven knows we sure need a hug
Thanks Bunjee for always being family! Wepukhulu, we baptised you :-(
*Tough times for us. Pray with us.
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