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You can't go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.

Light Always Wins.

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.

Our Lord! Grant us the good of this world and the Hereafter, and protect us from the torment of the Fire. ~2:201

Rabbana atina fi dunya hasanatan wa fil akhirati hasanatan wa qina adhaba an-nar.

ربنا آتنا في الدنيا حسنة وفي الآخرة حسنة وقنا عذاب النار

How the coming of the dusk dissolves the laces of the splint that holds you together during the day, and the desperate sadness that follows can be anesthetized only with sleep.

The heaviness of opening your eyes the next morning when you realize that you’ve begun another day of grief, so pervasive that it removes even the taste from the food that you eat.

#Abdullah

If you want to know what's on her mind, and what she's thinking...she needs to feel totally comfortable with you and trust you to the hilt. No question. If she doubts or doesn't feel comfortable talking with you about what she's going through- she won't risk divulging much at all. Maybe she will be a little general, or give you a crumb of information, but she won't go into depth and rawness.

She's learned that when she is open about what she's feeling, she can't help but be afraid of being judged and misunderstood. She's lost important people in her life, that now, she lost her voice. She's quiet. She's withdrawn. Her depression is deep. But most would never know it with the facade she puts on to not burden anyone or be asked questions. So she doesn't speak up much anymore. Not like she used to. She's not open like she used to be.

She doesn't share stories like she used to. Her abundant advice she always gave happily to those who asked, is now refined, short, and shielded. You'll catch her covering her mouth slightly, because something inside her WANTS to be open and how she always wore her heart on her sleeve, but she stops herself because she doesn't have the energy in her anymore to talk about issues.

So let me say this, if she doesn't open up to you like she used to, don't be offended or hurt. Know she's going through things that has quieted her words. Now, if you are part of the rare few that she actually opens up to freely, honesty flowing, and deep rawness of her thoughts and feelings...know she feels 100% at ease with you to actually open up to.

Don't take it for granted. Take what she's saying seriously and be attentive. This doesn't happen often. Don't make her regret she did. Make her confirm her feelings of trust with you by being there, listening, not using her words against her, not making her defend what she feels, and not betraying that trust. Because if you do, you won't ever get it again.

#Abdullah

He dipped his fingers into my mouth

and called me his.

I brought the animal out in him.

The side he showed no one else.

And I became something feral, taunting, and submissive. The very thing he needed and craved.

I felt wanted and adored.

He felt needed, cathartic, and in control.

And when we collided, storms erupted violently.

Every man wishes he had a good woman, but what many don’t realize is that good women with good hearts come with real emotions. They feel deeply. They love hard. They are incredibly affectionate and passionate, pouring their whole soul into the people they care about.

Good women are fiercely loyal, but their soft hearts mean they can also be easily frustrated, upset, or emotional when things feel off. It’s not a weakness—it’s because they care so much.

Yes, they might have their moody moments, but one thing is certain: when a good woman loves you, she’ll give you a kind of love that’s rare and precious. It’s the kind of love you won’t find anywhere else. Treasure it.

💟.•*˚ 💞•*˚ 💗 .•*˚ * 💞. • * ˚💟

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#A͓̽b͓̽d͓̽u͓̽l͓̽l͓̽a͓̽h͓̽

A͜͡  s͜͡ t͜͡ o͜͡ r͜͡ y͜͡  d͜͡ o͜͡ e͜͡ s͜͡ n͜͡ 't͜͡  e͜͡ x͜͡ i͜͡ s͜͡ t͜͡  u͜͡ n͜͡ l͜͡ e͜͡ s͜͡ s͜͡  i͜͡ t͜͡ 's͜͡  T͜͡ o͜͡ l͜͡ d͜͡ .

You can't go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.

#Abdullah #AbdullahBook 

Remember that in life there will always be people who can never admit that they’ve done wrong.

Such people exist. They will always try to make you feel that you’re at fault.

Be careful of such people. Keep a safe distance. Pray for them. Only the Almighty can help them.

🖊️ Abdullah

I swear I only want to hear about you, to know what you've been doing. Its a hundred years since we've met - it may be another hundred years before we meet again.

#Abdullah.

A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.