I’m counting down the days
It’s almost here
Neither one would get to thirty without the other
We had a deal
Are you doing okay?
Or should we make us work?
I’m still here waiting for you
No one seems to replace you
You were special this I agree
You still are my missing piece there’s no doubt
Will I be with you at thirty?
Or should I move on and be okay?
Nancy Atieno's Notes 