Tonight
'I should write about tonight', my voice a hushed tone but you hear me. You chuckle and pull me closer. 'Tunapenda watu kama nyinyi', the ticket agent addresses the couple sitting on each other to save seats for the rest, it's late. A middle aged woman in the back scoffs. Honestly, it wasn't even about the seats lol. I lean in closer, your breath mixing with mine, eyes closed, exhaustion kicking in or maybe just the alcohol, none of it really matters. I sigh. You hold my hand and whisper, 'I got you, we'll be there in the next twenty'. I smile thinking I must look ridiculous or cute having you carry me all the way. I had painted a picture of you in my mind, the second, third or fourth time we had crossed paths. Just not this, nothing close to this. I had missed the details, probably didn't have the ink to capture you walking across the streets of Nairobi holding a girl's hand in the middle of the night, this girl. Nor could I capture the em...