A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.
Am I a romantic? Oh yes, I'm a very romantic soul. Do I love the love notes, the personal written poems out of the blue, my favorite flowers just because, date nights, holding my hand, touching the dimple on my lower back, running your fingers through my dark brown hair, saying sweet things in my ear making me feel beautiful and wanted and all those special things? Definitely. Yes, I love the mushy side of romance. I'm that kinda girl. But that's only one side of romance for me. Romance isn't all lovey dovey in my eyes.
It means so much more to me. Romance can be dark and moody, captivating like your favorite crime novel, burning and feverish with desires, powerful feelings exchanges and glances, intense passion never known before that you can't get enough of, longing for each other, sensuality just oozing out of their bones, a ball of chaos that is so sexually divine that your whole world becomes a sky of lightening strikes with one touch, one kiss, one lick of his tongue.
One motion of his hand around my neck, one swift motion holding my hands up above my head as he kisses me.
One phrase whispered in my ear sending chills up my spine 'what do you say?', he said. One look motioning for me to get into position. One growl next to my face as his mouth is tangled in my hair. Did I want the flowery, suagry, mushy side of romance? Of course I did.
But I also wanted the type of romance only he can give me. And he knows exactly which romance switch to turn on when I'm with him. He just knows. And I think that's the art of being with a girl like me.
Knowing me so well that he knows my moods, my gaze, my word cues, my needs, and wants to the point of naturally knowing which side of romance is knocking at the door that night.
Know your worth.
When someone treats you like you're just one of many options, help them narrow their choice by removing yourself from the equation.
Sometimes you have to try not to care, no matter how much you do. Because sometimes you can mean almost nothing to someone who means so much to you.
It's not pride - it's self respect. Don't give part-time people a full-time position in your life. Know your value & what you have to offer, and never settle for anything less than what you deserve.
๐ช๐ฒ ๐๐น๐น ๐๐ฎ๐๐ฒ ๐ง๐ถ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ต๐ถ๐ป๐ฒ๐. ๐ฆ๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ง๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ง๐ต๐ผ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐น๐น๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ ๐ฒ๐บ๐ผ๐ฟ๐ถ๐ฒ๐.
๐ฆ๐ผ๐บ๐ฒ ๐ง๐ฎ๐ธ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฑ, ๐ง๐ต๐ผ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฟ๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐น๐น๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐บ๐.
#๐๐ฏ๐ฑ๐๐น๐น๐ฎ๐ต
Every night when I go to sleep I am grateful that I am one day closer to being with you again.
I miss you more than anyone can comprehend.
#Abdullah
A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.
Did you think about her as you were driving alone? Maybe in the middle of a meeting. Or maybe as you're working on a document alone in your office. Did you remember how you had her on the floor under your desk? Over your desk? In the conference room where you typically sit when you're making a deal? Her presence is at your work at any point of the day in different rooms.
Maybe you can even smell her perfume lingering, remembering those moments. Do you close your eyes as you see it in your mind? Still hearing her moans? You can almost feel her writhing under you. All as if it was just yesterday. Yet was months ago. The anticipation just grows throughout your day.
Visioning how she turns and looks at you with that look only she gives you. You know the one. The one that makes you sit back and just want her as you're at dinner. The clock is ticking and your anxiousness grows knowing you'll meet that night. No one ever made you feel the way she does. No one ever connected with you on so many levels, especially sexually.
She meshes with and wraps around you like the scarf around her neck-as you pull it back and twist to choke her as you're kissing her in your car. No one knows you and understands you the way she does. You never fully showed anyone all that you are, the real you....except for her. She knows.
She can gauge your reactions, your feelings, your next words, your mood, even your next thoughts. You've never been this open and raw with anyone else.
And neither has she. Only you know the real her. All the sides of her that makes her who she is. You also gauge her moods, her reactions, her feelings.
You know her more than anyone else ever has. It takes a lot for her to show the real her. Just like you. And you found it in each other. No other relationship you had was like this. Intense, raw, open, high trust, sensual, romantic, and dark all in one. You can't get enough of each other. So yes, you anticipate all day while you're at work.
Waiting for that time you'll meet again and feel her body against yours. Her hair in your fist, your mouth on her neck. All she has to do is close her eyes and imagine and feel as if you're right there, touching her, feeling her.
Now all you have to do is text her what lingerie set you want her to wear. Only thing is...will she listen. Will she challenge you and rile you, stirring something deep and primal inside?
She enjoys doing that to you. And You know you love it.
A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.
Every relationship will get โBoringโ 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 โthe spark is goneโ. 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.
๐ค #Abdullah.
A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.
This is your life. You may not be able to control all the things people do to you, but you can decide not to be reduced by them. You can decide not to let their actions and opinions invade your heart and mind. And above all, you can decide whom to walk beside into tomorrow, and whom to leave behind today.
โฟโโดฮฝโฏโ๐ Abdullah
This is Palestine our Homeland.
โฟโโดฮฝโฏโ๐ Aอฬฝbอฬฝdอฬฝuอฬฝlอฬฝlอฬฝaอฬฝhอฬฝ
"The Untold Stories."
Perhaps most of all, though, you deserve to be okay. You deserve to know that a day in which you can just barely get out of bed because you are sad, or sick, or simply not ready to see the outside is not the end of the world.
You deserve to know that moments of weakness do not make you fundamentally weak, only fundamentally human, and that sometimes weโre not going to be effusively happy, and that is okay.
Come and kiss me and letโs forget.
ุฑุจู ุง ุงูุฃูู ู ู ุฐูู ููู ุฃูู ุชุณุชุญู ุฃู ุชููู ุจุฎูุฑ. ุฃูุช ุชุณุชุญู ุฃู ุชุนุฑู ุฃู ุงูููู ุงูุฐู ุจุงููุงุฏ ุชุณุชุทูุน ููู ุงููููุถ ู ู ุงูุณุฑูุฑ ูุฃูู ุญุฒูู ุฃู ู ุฑูุถ ุฃู ุจุจุณุงุทุฉ ุบูุฑ ู ุณุชุนุฏ ูุฑุคูุฉ ุงูุฎุงุฑุฌ ููุณ ููุงูุฉ ุงูุนุงูู .
ุฃูุช ุชุณุชุญู ุฃู ุชุนุฑู ุฃู ูุญุธุงุช ุงูุถุนู ูุง ุชุฌุนูู ุถุนูููุง ุจุดูู ุฃุณุงุณู ุ ุจู ุชุฌุนูู ุจุดุฑููุง ุจุดูู ุฃุณุงุณู ููุท ุ ูุฃููุง ูู ุจุนุถ ุงูุฃุญูุงู ูู ูููู ุณุนุฏุงุก ุจุดูู ู ูุฑุท ุ ููุฐุง ุฃู ุฑ ุฌูุฏ.
ุชุนุงู ููุจููู ูุฏุนูุง ููุณู.
#Abdullah
Samira - ะ ะฐะดะธ ะปัะฑะฒะธ.
"Perhaps, somewhere, someday, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again" - Abdullah.
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