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I can't afford to look at my future so I stare off at my surroundings— she married through prayers and planning he flirts and dreams while still studying she married in the name of God he jokes about vows over coffee was it my fault my partner was different? same Allah, but you couldn’t see it we resented each other, Mom can’t you see? you forbade it, so I hid I pushed you—and Him—away I found my own meaning so if we ever have the conversation fantastic, no longer phantasmic you’d know why I wouldn’t marry
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Jun 26, 2025
Jun 26, 2025 at 4:37 AM UTC
Phantasmic Conversation
I can't afford to look at my future so I stare off at my surroundings— she married through prayers and planning he flirts and dreams while still studying she married in the name of God he jokes about vows over coffee was it my fault my partner was different? same Allah, but you couldn’t see it we resented each other, Mom can’t you see? you forbade it, so I hid I pushed you—and Him—away I found my own meaning so if we ever have the conversation fantastic, no longer phantasmic you’d know why I wouldn’t marry
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23/M/Bandung
Jun 26, 2025
Jun 26, 2025 at 4:37 AM UTC
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