It's Okay For Others To Misunderstand You And Your Intentions. It Is Inevitable Actually.

Real tears are not those that fall from the eyes and cover the face, but those that fall from the heart and cover the soul.

You're not grown until you know how to communicate, apologize, be truthful and accept accountability without blaming someone else.

It's a different type of pain when you don't cry anymore, you just take a deep breathe and accept it.

I don't want to remember the scars you left

But every day they're stuck within my mind

There'll always be a little piece of you around.

Like a nightmare that doesn't fade in the morning.

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Because the scars you left behind cut deep

If i was to compare them to an ocean.

My lungs would burst as i reached its bed.

That's how far your abuse made me drown.

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Maybe I've now learnt to come up for air.

But the toxicity of your actions still haunts me.

My mind has these mental flashbacks all the time.

It's like although I've finally reached the surface

All that i have to greet me is a flood of acid rain

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Because the memories are probably more painful.

Replaying it over and over again every day.

Makes me relive each moment in high definition

It makes the wounds bleed once again.

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I've carried them with me since I was a child.

The bruises may have now faded away

But your fist feels like it's always approaching

My body still flinches every single time.

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I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive you.

But somehow i have to learn to move on.

I can't let you control my life forever.

Even though i still feel like that little child.

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THE SCARS YOU LEFT BEHIND.

#Abdullah

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

Life, like the seasons, is full of cycles. Just as trees shed their leaves in autumn but remain strong through winter, we too go through phases of loss, change, and renewal. Difficult moments don’t define us—they prepare us for growth.

No matter how much you feel like you’re losing, trust that better days are ahead, and like the tree, you will bloom again.

"I crave and desire you."

I want to marry you.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where, I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I don’t know any other way of loving.

This is for You. Feel this song...

Because without looking for you, I find you everywhere, especially when I close my eyes.

- Abdullah

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

I’d like to disappear for a while. I don’t want to talk to anyone. I don’t want to know anything.

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

Look her in the eyes when you run your hand up her thighs, because her desire is in the connection. Don't be surprised, when she shivers and sighs, intimacy is your most dangerous weapon.

Kiss her real slow, and kiss her down low, you don't have to be on top to make sure you're in charge. Run your hands through her hair, till she's so close to there, then hold her close as she falls off the ledge.

Make her scream out your name, till it drives you insane, and you both lay spent on the bed. Don't even think that I'm done with you yet.

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.