It's A Different Type Of Pain When You Don't Cry Anymore, You Just Take A Deep Breathe And Accept It.

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.

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

𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗗𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗛𝘂𝗿𝘁.

Love is supposed to feel like home, a place where you’re safe, valued, and understood. But sometimes, love comes in a form that breaks you instead of building you. It can make you question everything: your worth, your choices, even your ability to be loved.

Maybe you've experienced that kind of love. The kind that made you beg for attention, for affection, for the smallest proof that you mattered to them. The kind of love that made you feel like you were too much and never enough at the same time.

It’s lonely, isn’t it? To give so much of yourself and feel like it’s never truly returned. To stay awake at night, overthinking their actions, wondering if you’re the problem when all you ever wanted was to be loved right.

If love ever finds me again, I hope it’s not like that. I hope it’s from someone who makes me feel whole, not someone who leaves me doubting my value. I hope it’s with someone who loves me for who I am, not who they want me to be. Someone who doesn’t make me feel stupid for trying, for caring too much, or for giving my all.

Love shouldn’t be this hard. It shouldn’t hurt this much. I don’t want a love that feels like a lesson. I want a love that feels like peace. If that’s too much to ask, maybe I’d rather wait, lonely but whole, than settle for another love that breaks me.

Because I’ve learned one thing: the love we deserve doesn’t make us beg for it. It just stays. It just feels right.

Abdullah.

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

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

And I've learned the hardest; forever doesn't last.

Zaynah

Kate Linn - Zaynah.

“How amazing is it to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.”

‿ℒℴνℯ⁀💕 Abdullah

This is Palestine our Homeland.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭.

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥-𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐧.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭- 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰, 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐱𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 5 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐮𝐦𝐛.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐩 3 𝐚𝐦- 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭, 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝- 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐭, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟- 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐜𝐫𝐲, 𝐬𝐨𝐛, 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞.

𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭.

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐈'𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞.

𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬.

𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲, 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞.

𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭.

--© 𝐀𝐛𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐡, 𝐀𝐛𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐡𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤.

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

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

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.