Sharp & Millers

he wanted but I was on panic attack. She texted me again asking what was the problem but I ignored her, she kept texting and finally I told her I will tell her when we are at home. In the eveni

t in her eyes felt shy. We reached my mother's home and I introduced her as a friend we went in the village were the funeral have to take place but she could only glance at me and I thought what could have happened if my grandfather didn't die. And every time I look at her I think of the happiest moment I got yesterday. That day we spent a night at the funeral place. When time reached for sleep I picked a place near her I wanted to feel her presence. She slept at the corner of the room and I slept next to her. But on my side was my nephew we are the same age. And I thought she was assuming we were lovers because the way she was looking at as God knows. I spent the all night touching sharp every part of the body, I didn't want to know if the room was filled with people. I was in love even I thought of going in the bushes with her. But I remembered we are here for a burial. Here came my younger brother, he is 28 and lives in masaka a place were my Sharp stays they built a connection, he wanted to make his move and I was there watching. What can I do? I their eyes she's just afriend and she was wearing a dress it was hard to know she was a tomboy. When I saw my brother near her I would feel spares reaping out my heart but I couldn't do anything am just afriend in their eyes. On that day I new she was my first love because I have never felt this before. We went back home I wanted her to stay for at least one night