Our love is the greatest story never told (Part 13)

I sit in bed, and stare at the wall, night turns into day and day turns into night and I don’t even know it. My shutters are closed and so is my heart. I couldn’t believe what was happening to me, Flan and I really had something good going on. Why did this have to happen to me? Why me? I thought as I repeatedly drew hearts with my finger on my bed sheet.. Why me? I felt like I was going crazy, my mind was working over-time trying to figure out what went wrong. My phone vibrates underneath me and my heart skips a beat…

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For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul (Part 12)

We finally got to a park in Kaifan we parked the car and he took me inside to the swings, sat me down and looked at me with the warmest eyes and said…

“The first time I came here the woman I love the most brought me, and this time you’re the woman who brought me here. Flana this is my favourite place in Kuwait, this is the place I come to when I need to be at peace”

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Even if it hurts, even if it’s the most painful thing you have to do (Part 11)

After all the chaos dealing with getting back to Kuwait here I am sitting in my track pants, my 3abaya hanging on the outside of my closet door. The smell of bukhoor wafting through the air, my dry eyes now yearning for a single tear drop.

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