at my boyfriends place


So I had a project on the Muslim religion for school and I thought it would be cool to go one step beyond and actually get my info from someone professing the religion. I reached a Facebook page of the Muslim community in my city and in less than a week I met with Noman and his wife and had a great interview with him and then a lovely chat with her, they thought me and my boyfriend very quickly a lot about their religion, traditions and the place they had made here for other muslims and whoever wanted to learn about the religion, culture or Arabic language.
I’m not converted or anything, I still have strongly atheists beliefs (or disbeliefs?) but I was so amazed by the whole thing and how they were so friendly and so open about everything, I loved their teaching 100x times more than whatever catholic people has been trying to inculcate me for years 👌🏻
Here are pretty pictures of the Quran that they let me take for my presentation

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.