Julie Njoki

(Kenya)

LONELY NYT DIARY.


It aint that l8 but i feel so tired, i stretch my arms above my head, peel my shirt off my body and throw it across th room. I slip out of my jeans n toss em on top of my shirt. I kick my shoes into the air. I pull a T-shirt out of ur closet n let it dropp down over my head. Its so big it hangs all th way 2 my knees. I splash cool water over my face in the bathroom n hurriedly brush my teeth. Rushin out of th bathrm i dive onto my bed. I lay there on my stomach inhalin th smel of ur skin tht stil lingers on th sheets n sadly wonder where u r. In no time i drift into deep sleep n as usual i dream of nothing.

Submitted: Thursday, February 04, 2010

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