Today I managed to hold back the tears, to stop my heart from lodging itself in my throat; to control the beats my heart pumped as I spoke about your presence and your loss. Thinking about the conversations we had at stupid o clock in the morning because you refused to accept you'd fall ill with an infection if you stuck your frail fingers into the nephrostomy tube, covered in blood. How I was able to understand your heart's wishes without you saying a word. During your last days, when God had forbidden you to speak because your soul was on its journey back to its Lord, I asked if you were okay, or if your neck needed a massage. Without thinking twice, you turned your head to your left and gave my hands the honour of grazing against the warmth of your nape for the last time. I tilted your head up, propping it onto the pillow hoping that even in your last days I could provide some kind of comfort. Now, I can only pray that Allah provides you with the comfort you deserve... #creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

Today I managed to hold back the tears, to stop my heart from lodging itself in my throat; to control the beats my heart pumped as I spoke about your presence and your loss. Thinking about the conversations we had at stupid o clock in the morning because you refused to accept you'd fall ill with an infection if you stuck your frail fingers into the nephrostomy tube, covered in blood. How I was able to understand your heart's wishes without you saying a word. During your last days, when God had forbidden you to speak because your soul was on its journey back to its Lord, I asked if you were okay, or if your neck needed a massage. Without thinking twice, you turned your head to your left and gave my hands the honour of grazing against the warmth of your nape for the last time. I tilted your head up, propping it onto the pillow hoping that even in your last days I could provide some kind of comfort. Now, I can only pray that Allah provides you with the comfort you deserve...

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I absolutely h8 the word

I absolutely h8 the word "autumnal" and he knows it.

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My heart flips like a light switch.
Switches up like a backflip.
Somersaults in my stomach 
Causing me to feel sick.
Motion sick from the movement 
And I can't even help it.
Empty feeling in my soul;
A jagged piece that just don't fit.
And you don't even see the tears, 
My tiresome eyes; I just can't lift;
Lift up and take me back to Him,
To a place when you've just quit. 
#creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

My heart flips like a light switch. Switches up like a backflip. Somersaults in my stomach Causing me to feel sick. Motion sick from the movement And I can't even help it. Empty feeling in my soul; A jagged piece that just don't fit. And you don't even see the tears, My tiresome eyes; I just can't lift; Lift up and take me back to Him, To a place when you've just quit.

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I'm craving the classics at the moment- Austen and Bronte books like Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights are all books I'm longing to be back in- I binge read most of them about 10 years ago but haven't read a lot of them since! So I've started listening to Emma, and I'm hoping to crack open a few others over the next few months πŸ“š
What books are you crazing now the weather is cooling off? PS. There are some other autumn reads up on my blog if you've not read that yet! Instagram Photos | videos | post

I'm craving the classics at the moment- Austen and Bronte books like Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights are all books I'm longing to be back in- I binge read most of them about 10 years ago but haven't read a lot of them since! So I've started listening to Emma, and I'm hoping to crack open a few others over the next few months πŸ“š What books are you crazing now the weather is cooling off? PS. There are some other autumn reads up on my blog if you've not read that yet!

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You are the finest, 
loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful 
person I have ever known.
And even that is an understatement. -{F.Scott Fitzgerald} ❣️
@chaseralexander  #nationalboyfriendday Instagram Photos | videos | post

You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known. And even that is an understatement. -{F.Scott Fitzgerald} ❣️

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#useyourwords #englishgrad Instagram Photos | videos | post

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not a massive fan of poetry, but have been quietly obsessed with plath and sexton for years. both absolute queens of lit, so couldn't possibly choose a fave poem, but this one's certainly a triumph.πŸ’ͺπŸΌπŸ‘‘#happynationalpoetryday #nationalpoetryday #readmore #poetrycommunity #poetryclub #poetry #literature #sylviaplath #annsexton #plath #sexton #tbt #throwbackthursday #englishgrad #poetrygeek #litgeek Instagram Photos | videos | post

not a massive fan of poetry, but have been quietly obsessed with plath and sexton for years. both absolute queens of lit, so couldn't possibly choose a fave poem, but this one's certainly a triumph.πŸ’ͺπŸΌπŸ‘‘

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'Women do this everyday, living motherhood and art together in one long tangle of life. How this Weaving together looks, however, is where it gets complicated, because it's different for each gifted woman.' I just finished (finally!) this beautiful book @lifecreative . For the wife and mama who feels that creativity churning but doesn't know what to do with it, or who is taking time to create and wondering how all these aspects of yourself weave together in motherhood and life- @lifecreative is an encouraging and truth telling book by @kellistuartauthor and @wendy_speake. #zoeprosereads Instagram Photos | videos | post

'Women do this everyday, living motherhood and art together in one long tangle of life. How this Weaving together looks, however, is where it gets complicated, because it's different for each gifted woman.' I just finished (finally!) this beautiful book . For the wife and mama who feels that creativity churning but doesn't know what to do with it, or who is taking time to create and wondering how all these aspects of yourself weave together in motherhood and life- is an encouraging and truth telling book by and

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And she kept digging, clawing her way through the bottomless pit she thought had an end. Her chubby fingers gripping into whatever she could, praying for hope. Her face became an ebony brown as the specks of dirt stained her once chestnut cheeks. She was tainted as the woman who thought she could salvage what was left of her. And what she didn't realise was that there was nothing left to salvage except what she was; a few specks of dirt. #creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

And she kept digging, clawing her way through the bottomless pit she thought had an end. Her chubby fingers gripping into whatever she could, praying for hope. Her face became an ebony brown as the specks of dirt stained her once chestnut cheeks. She was tainted as the woman who thought she could salvage what was left of her. And what she didn't realise was that there was nothing left to salvage except what she was; a few specks of dirt.

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You and I could put words into motion 
with our devotion 
Our love speaks words the tongue cannot. 
But with all the confusion
 amidst the commotion 
We found ourselves hopeless in a fist of knots. 
So lets just give it up, early, like an abortion 
Now it's our time to make the premature love stop. 
#creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

You and I could put words into motion with our devotion Our love speaks words the tongue cannot. But with all the confusion amidst the commotion We found ourselves hopeless in a fist of knots. So lets just give it up, early, like an abortion Now it's our time to make the premature love stop.

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You see, you write because you're so afraid of your own thoughts being at your service. You're afraid of them invading your mind where you feel like Jekyll shying away from Hyde. It's a scary place to be when you have the gift of overthinking. When you know your thoughts are right and you don't hold value to anyone's life, yet you still go on. You pretend you are. You write your thoughts out so thoughts become words that other people relate to. Then you tell yourself it's about them, not about you. You're not a part of them thoughts. They don't belong to you anymore. You write to let go.#creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

You see, you write because you're so afraid of your own thoughts being at your service. You're afraid of them invading your mind where you feel like Jekyll shying away from Hyde. It's a scary place to be when you have the gift of overthinking. When you know your thoughts are right and you don't hold value to anyone's life, yet you still go on. You pretend you are. You write your thoughts out so thoughts become words that other people relate to. Then you tell yourself it's about them, not about you. You're not a part of them thoughts. They don't belong to you anymore. You write to let go.

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Autumn is the perfect time to curl up inside with a book- and Sunday afternoon is even more perfect! There's some autumn read ideas on the blog along with what I'm reading at the moment πŸ“š#zoeprosereads Instagram Photos | videos | post

Autumn is the perfect time to curl up inside with a book- and Sunday afternoon is even more perfect! There's some autumn read ideas on the blog along with what I'm reading at the moment πŸ“š

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It's been okay. I've been okay. Except for when there is no sunlight in my head and the thought of you enshrouds my mind. Except for when I return home, as late as possible, delaying the nostalgic feeling I get every time I walk into the living room because I can't help but ache. When my heart conceals, because although you're not here your presence lingers in the four corners of this God forsaken house. You were a part of my soul. I have to force myself to not think about you. I accidentally came across a home video from a few Eids ago. I gave you the usual salaam with an exaggerated Mubarak. You managed to stand up, even though it took all the strength you had, and embraced me. When I stumbled across your face and your voice, my silly little heart fooled me into thinking you were back. But this Eid reminded me you aren't. Every Eid will continue to remind me how there is a piece of me that will never come back. #creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

It's been okay. I've been okay. Except for when there is no sunlight in my head and the thought of you enshrouds my mind. Except for when I return home, as late as possible, delaying the nostalgic feeling I get every time I walk into the living room because I can't help but ache. When my heart conceals, because although you're not here your presence lingers in the four corners of this God forsaken house. You were a part of my soul. I have to force myself to not think about you. I accidentally came across a home video from a few Eids ago. I gave you the usual salaam with an exaggerated Mubarak. You managed to stand up, even though it took all the strength you had, and embraced me. When I stumbled across your face and your voice, my silly little heart fooled me into thinking you were back. But this Eid reminded me you aren't. Every Eid will continue to remind me how there is a piece of me that will never come back.

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I wonder what it's like to have a school romance. To be so young, thinking you've found love because you spend six hours a day with each other. You see him sitting across you in all your lessons, except for history because he thinks geography is cooler, glancing over but trying not to make it too obvious. The whole 'joining after school clubs together' just so you could spend some extra time with him, and then have a valid lie to tell your parents as why you came home late. Being naive thinking the whole world is yours to have as long he's by your side. I wonder what it's like to feel a love that's pure without any cultural strings attached. Not feeling expectations from parents or pressures from them for choosing the 'wrong' person to fall in love with. Giving everything you've got and forgiving mistakes because you can't stay mad at them, I mean come on, you see them six hours a day. I wonder what it's like... #Dubai #dubai2017 #creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

I wonder what it's like to have a school romance. To be so young, thinking you've found love because you spend six hours a day with each other. You see him sitting across you in all your lessons, except for history because he thinks geography is cooler, glancing over but trying not to make it too obvious. The whole 'joining after school clubs together' just so you could spend some extra time with him, and then have a valid lie to tell your parents as why you came home late. Being naive thinking the whole world is yours to have as long he's by your side. I wonder what it's like to feel a love that's pure without any cultural strings attached. Not feeling expectations from parents or pressures from them for choosing the 'wrong' person to fall in love with. Giving everything you've got and forgiving mistakes because you can't stay mad at them, I mean come on, you see them six hours a day. I wonder what it's like...

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Today I managed to hold back the tears, to stop my heart from lodging itself in my throat; to control the beats my heart pumped as I spoke about your presence and your loss. Thinking about the conversations we had at stupid o clock in the morning because you refused to accept you'd fall ill with an infection if you stuck your frail fingers into the nephrostomy tube, covered in blood. How I was able to understand your heart's wishes without you saying a word. During your last days, when God had forbidden you to speak because your soul was on its journey back to its Lord, I asked if you were okay, or if your neck needed a massage. Without thinking twice, you turned your head to your left and gave my hands the honour of grazing against the warmth of your nape for the last time. I tilted your head up, propping it onto the pillow hoping that even in your last days I could provide some kind of comfort. Now, I can only pray that Allah provides you with the comfort you deserve... #creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

Today I managed to hold back the tears, to stop my heart from lodging itself in my throat; to control the beats my heart pumped as I spoke about your presence and your loss. Thinking about the conversations we had at stupid o clock in the morning because you refused to accept you'd fall ill with an infection if you stuck your frail fingers into the nephrostomy tube, covered in blood. How I was able to understand your heart's wishes without you saying a word. During your last days, when God had forbidden you to speak because your soul was on its journey back to its Lord, I asked if you were okay, or if your neck needed a massage. Without thinking twice, you turned your head to your left and gave my hands the honour of grazing against the warmth of your nape for the last time. I tilted your head up, propping it onto the pillow hoping that even in your last days I could provide some kind of comfort. Now, I can only pray that Allah provides you with the comfort you deserve...

55 likes - 2 comments
I absolutely h8 the word

I absolutely h8 the word "autumnal" and he knows it.

31 likes - 1 comments
My heart flips like a light switch.
Switches up like a backflip.
Somersaults in my stomach 
Causing me to feel sick.
Motion sick from the movement 
And I can't even help it.
Empty feeling in my soul;
A jagged piece that just don't fit.
And you don't even see the tears, 
My tiresome eyes; I just can't lift;
Lift up and take me back to Him,
To a place when you've just quit. 
#creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

My heart flips like a light switch. Switches up like a backflip. Somersaults in my stomach Causing me to feel sick. Motion sick from the movement And I can't even help it. Empty feeling in my soul; A jagged piece that just don't fit. And you don't even see the tears, My tiresome eyes; I just can't lift; Lift up and take me back to Him, To a place when you've just quit.

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I'm craving the classics at the moment- Austen and Bronte books like Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights are all books I'm longing to be back in- I binge read most of them about 10 years ago but haven't read a lot of them since! So I've started listening to Emma, and I'm hoping to crack open a few others over the next few months πŸ“š
What books are you crazing now the weather is cooling off? PS. There are some other autumn reads up on my blog if you've not read that yet! Instagram Photos | videos | post

I'm craving the classics at the moment- Austen and Bronte books like Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights are all books I'm longing to be back in- I binge read most of them about 10 years ago but haven't read a lot of them since! So I've started listening to Emma, and I'm hoping to crack open a few others over the next few months πŸ“š What books are you crazing now the weather is cooling off? PS. There are some other autumn reads up on my blog if you've not read that yet!

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You are the finest, 
loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful 
person I have ever known.
And even that is an understatement. -{F.Scott Fitzgerald} ❣️
@chaseralexander  #nationalboyfriendday Instagram Photos | videos | post

You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known. And even that is an understatement. -{F.Scott Fitzgerald} ❣️

176 likes - 4 comments
#useyourwords #englishgrad Instagram Photos | videos | post

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not a massive fan of poetry, but have been quietly obsessed with plath and sexton for years. both absolute queens of lit, so couldn't possibly choose a fave poem, but this one's certainly a triumph.πŸ’ͺπŸΌπŸ‘‘#happynationalpoetryday #nationalpoetryday #readmore #poetrycommunity #poetryclub #poetry #literature #sylviaplath #annsexton #plath #sexton #tbt #throwbackthursday #englishgrad #poetrygeek #litgeek Instagram Photos | videos | post

not a massive fan of poetry, but have been quietly obsessed with plath and sexton for years. both absolute queens of lit, so couldn't possibly choose a fave poem, but this one's certainly a triumph.πŸ’ͺπŸΌπŸ‘‘

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'Women do this everyday, living motherhood and art together in one long tangle of life. How this Weaving together looks, however, is where it gets complicated, because it's different for each gifted woman.' I just finished (finally!) this beautiful book @lifecreative . For the wife and mama who feels that creativity churning but doesn't know what to do with it, or who is taking time to create and wondering how all these aspects of yourself weave together in motherhood and life- @lifecreative is an encouraging and truth telling book by @kellistuartauthor and @wendy_speake. #zoeprosereads Instagram Photos | videos | post

'Women do this everyday, living motherhood and art together in one long tangle of life. How this Weaving together looks, however, is where it gets complicated, because it's different for each gifted woman.' I just finished (finally!) this beautiful book . For the wife and mama who feels that creativity churning but doesn't know what to do with it, or who is taking time to create and wondering how all these aspects of yourself weave together in motherhood and life- is an encouraging and truth telling book by and

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And she kept digging, clawing her way through the bottomless pit she thought had an end. Her chubby fingers gripping into whatever she could, praying for hope. Her face became an ebony brown as the specks of dirt stained her once chestnut cheeks. She was tainted as the woman who thought she could salvage what was left of her. And what she didn't realise was that there was nothing left to salvage except what she was; a few specks of dirt. #creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

And she kept digging, clawing her way through the bottomless pit she thought had an end. Her chubby fingers gripping into whatever she could, praying for hope. Her face became an ebony brown as the specks of dirt stained her once chestnut cheeks. She was tainted as the woman who thought she could salvage what was left of her. And what she didn't realise was that there was nothing left to salvage except what she was; a few specks of dirt.

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You and I could put words into motion 
with our devotion 
Our love speaks words the tongue cannot. 
But with all the confusion
 amidst the commotion 
We found ourselves hopeless in a fist of knots. 
So lets just give it up, early, like an abortion 
Now it's our time to make the premature love stop. 
#creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

You and I could put words into motion with our devotion Our love speaks words the tongue cannot. But with all the confusion amidst the commotion We found ourselves hopeless in a fist of knots. So lets just give it up, early, like an abortion Now it's our time to make the premature love stop.

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You see, you write because you're so afraid of your own thoughts being at your service. You're afraid of them invading your mind where you feel like Jekyll shying away from Hyde. It's a scary place to be when you have the gift of overthinking. When you know your thoughts are right and you don't hold value to anyone's life, yet you still go on. You pretend you are. You write your thoughts out so thoughts become words that other people relate to. Then you tell yourself it's about them, not about you. You're not a part of them thoughts. They don't belong to you anymore. You write to let go.#creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

You see, you write because you're so afraid of your own thoughts being at your service. You're afraid of them invading your mind where you feel like Jekyll shying away from Hyde. It's a scary place to be when you have the gift of overthinking. When you know your thoughts are right and you don't hold value to anyone's life, yet you still go on. You pretend you are. You write your thoughts out so thoughts become words that other people relate to. Then you tell yourself it's about them, not about you. You're not a part of them thoughts. They don't belong to you anymore. You write to let go.

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Autumn is the perfect time to curl up inside with a book- and Sunday afternoon is even more perfect! There's some autumn read ideas on the blog along with what I'm reading at the moment πŸ“š#zoeprosereads Instagram Photos | videos | post

Autumn is the perfect time to curl up inside with a book- and Sunday afternoon is even more perfect! There's some autumn read ideas on the blog along with what I'm reading at the moment πŸ“š

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It's been okay. I've been okay. Except for when there is no sunlight in my head and the thought of you enshrouds my mind. Except for when I return home, as late as possible, delaying the nostalgic feeling I get every time I walk into the living room because I can't help but ache. When my heart conceals, because although you're not here your presence lingers in the four corners of this God forsaken house. You were a part of my soul. I have to force myself to not think about you. I accidentally came across a home video from a few Eids ago. I gave you the usual salaam with an exaggerated Mubarak. You managed to stand up, even though it took all the strength you had, and embraced me. When I stumbled across your face and your voice, my silly little heart fooled me into thinking you were back. But this Eid reminded me you aren't. Every Eid will continue to remind me how there is a piece of me that will never come back. #creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

It's been okay. I've been okay. Except for when there is no sunlight in my head and the thought of you enshrouds my mind. Except for when I return home, as late as possible, delaying the nostalgic feeling I get every time I walk into the living room because I can't help but ache. When my heart conceals, because although you're not here your presence lingers in the four corners of this God forsaken house. You were a part of my soul. I have to force myself to not think about you. I accidentally came across a home video from a few Eids ago. I gave you the usual salaam with an exaggerated Mubarak. You managed to stand up, even though it took all the strength you had, and embraced me. When I stumbled across your face and your voice, my silly little heart fooled me into thinking you were back. But this Eid reminded me you aren't. Every Eid will continue to remind me how there is a piece of me that will never come back.

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I wonder what it's like to have a school romance. To be so young, thinking you've found love because you spend six hours a day with each other. You see him sitting across you in all your lessons, except for history because he thinks geography is cooler, glancing over but trying not to make it too obvious. The whole 'joining after school clubs together' just so you could spend some extra time with him, and then have a valid lie to tell your parents as why you came home late. Being naive thinking the whole world is yours to have as long he's by your side. I wonder what it's like to feel a love that's pure without any cultural strings attached. Not feeling expectations from parents or pressures from them for choosing the 'wrong' person to fall in love with. Giving everything you've got and forgiving mistakes because you can't stay mad at them, I mean come on, you see them six hours a day. I wonder what it's like... #Dubai #dubai2017 #creativewritersgroup #create #creativewriting #creativewriter #creativewriters  #creatives #creativewritingcommunity #englishcreatives #englishgrad #write #writing #writer #writerscommunity #ink #inkonpaper #inked #wordartists #wordart #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #instagramprose #instagramwriters #instagramwriterscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram Instagram Photos | videos | post

I wonder what it's like to have a school romance. To be so young, thinking you've found love because you spend six hours a day with each other. You see him sitting across you in all your lessons, except for history because he thinks geography is cooler, glancing over but trying not to make it too obvious. The whole 'joining after school clubs together' just so you could spend some extra time with him, and then have a valid lie to tell your parents as why you came home late. Being naive thinking the whole world is yours to have as long he's by your side. I wonder what it's like to feel a love that's pure without any cultural strings attached. Not feeling expectations from parents or pressures from them for choosing the 'wrong' person to fall in love with. Giving everything you've got and forgiving mistakes because you can't stay mad at them, I mean come on, you see them six hours a day. I wonder what it's like...

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