Entry # 231
If only I listened more to the lectures my teachers delivered than to untold stories the doodles on Tabish' old books sing to me. If only he didn't step into every minute detail of my life and make his place as if it was his all along.
Both homeschool and Tabish will be the death of me.
I have a test tomorrow and tonight, as I sat going through my General Psychology notes, I realized the material I had managed to collect really was as inadequate as Fareeda Aunty had presumed.
And I really would need Tabish' notes.
I do wonder why the universe doesn't understand that I am a girl who has had her faith taken away from fairytales.
And when I look at Tabish, I realize my life is not far from one.
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Short Story❝ I know. I could be happy until midnight if I wanted to. But what about after midnight? What about two AM? What about four AM? What about months and even years later? I don't want to let him in knowing sometime in the future I'd have to let him go...