I love deep conversations, like serious shit, heart to heart, just exchanging real shit, just vibing on a real level.
A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.
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I still love you, but I’m setting you free.
You know how deeply I cared for you, don’t you?
You must know how many silent tears I shed, how many nights I wished you’d realize that indifference wounds more than words.
I never asked for much—just to be seen, to be felt, to be loved the way I loved you.
But instead, you made me feel invisible, even when I was right beside you.
I still love you, but that love no longer chains me.
It no longer keeps me stuck in a one-sided battle—where I was the only one trying, hoping, believing.
I won’t ask for your time anymore.
I won’t ask for your attention anymore.
I won’t ask for love anymore.
I won’t ask for honesty anymore.
I won’t ask you to choose me anymore.
I won’t ask for anything anymore.
I’m letting you go—not because I stopped caring, but because love was never meant to be this painful.
Maybe one day, you’ll understand what you lost.
But by then, I will be somewhere far away —where love is not pleaded for, but given freely.
Abdullah.
Taste my soul and see how it only drips for you.
Make my body rise and fall like the greatest ruins in Rome.
Lick away the growling moans from my mouth that only you hear.
Give me a sensual memory that makes me close my eyes and take a deep breath remembering what the moment felt like.
Make me scream your name as I'm throwing my head back in ecstasy and agony.
Rapture me with your words that send chills down my spine and ignites my soul.
Wipe my tears away and calm my anxieties as only you can.
Calm the storms in my eyes and the panic in my chest as you hold me tight.
Break down my Hadrian's Wall that keeps guard of my emotions, and barricades my heart from hurt.
Help calm my mind by separating my rational and my overthinking.
Put my insecurities to rest by gently caressing my mind.
Paint the mosaic of my heart with vibrant colors, instead of the muted grays of depression.
Make me come alive again by scratching your fingers down my back making red lines.
Lay down with me putting my head on your chest- as I'm listening to the rhythm of your heartbeat relaxing my tension.
Envelope me so the dark matter of my heart can collide with yours forming our own constellation.
Be my muse, my force, my inspiration for my raw creative expression.
Lure out my darkness and play with it as you wickedly grin.
Smile warmly at the innocence of my light that illuminates my soul.
Love me through my light and dark- guiding me through the journey not letting me fall.
Have such a strong connection with me that I'm etched into your mind, as you're in mine.
A connection so incredibly strong that we're highly attuned to each other as a 6th sense without having to say a word. We just know.
Love me as only you can...sincerely, divinely, truly, all encompassing, and adoringly....and I'll always be yours as long as the stars are in the night sky.
Some changes happen deep down Inside of you. And the truth is only you know about them.
Every relationship will get “Boring” after you've been together for years.
Love isn't just a feelings. It's a commitment to love every day, physically and emotionally.
It's difficult, it's not always laughs, smiles and fun.
People tend to quit when it's stop being fun, and they go look for someone else, because “the spark is gone”. No, that's not how it works.
You want somebody to never give up on you and love unconditionally then do the same.
Be the change.
Love someone when you don't want to. When they aren't the easiest to deal with. When they are hard to love.
🤍 #Abdullah.
A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.
It's okay for others to misunderstand you and your intentions. it is inevitable actually.
"I crave and desire you."
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Because without looking for you, I find you everywhere, especially when I close my eyes.
- #Abdullah #AbdullahBook #KittyCat
A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.
"Perhaps, somewhere, someday, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again" - Abdullah.
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