We're not compatible, or maybe I'm the problem

Ni saa nane kasorobo, usiku.

Of late, mimi na huyu dem we don't get along very well. She's always complaining that I don't give her time and attention (that may be true, but I'm always doing my best, man). Balancing work (my projects plus za clients) na mapenzi sio mchezo. I love her with all my heart, and I understand she needs more time. But she has got to understand I'm doing my best.

Leo alikuja kunitembelea, and I had promised her tutaenda out jioni, but a website I manage crashed, and I had to sort that out. Alijam mbaya, hata supper haikupikwa. We ate snacks zilikuwa hapa.

Ndio namaliza sorting the issue saa hii, na niko njaa ajabu. Snacks haziwezi nisaidia. I'll puke if I take anything sweet. So, nakoroga ugali hapa as I type. Sina hata mboga. Imebidi nitext jirani hapa aniwekee mboga yenye alipika. Luckily, she replied. I inspired her, and she started learning how to code, and I guess she's obsessed cause she's learning ndio maana hajalala.

I feel like this relationship is so draining. In a week, tunakosana mara kama tano, and it's becoming unbearable.

Acha niendee mboga kwa jirani hata.

I love my girl. Either we are not compatible, or maybe, I'm the problem.

Anyway, nimepewa mboga. Smells delicious. Na jirani ni mrembo, damn.