Amir doesn't work on Sundays. The colors of the room around me seem faded and lifeless without the light of his smile brightening them, and I can't help but watch as my motivation plummets without him here. It doesn't feel the same without the horrendous jokes Amir cracks for the sole purpose of making me smile. It doesn't feel the same without him in general. I know I sound needy when admitting it, but I can't help but wish he was here with me all the time.
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𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐆𝐚𝐲 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭
Romance❝ When I walk into a room full of people, I always look for you first ❞ ஐ In which Zaki Hadad, a gay Saudi Arabian teen, struggles to accept himself in an oppressive society and outlets his feelings into his journal.
