A Story Doesn't Exist Unless It's Told.

As he was inside me, with his weight on top of me, he kissed me on my forehead softly again and again- in between kissing my lips hard and passionately, as he said 'You know what a kiss on the forehead means'.

I was silent.

I knew what it meant. It meant protection. Respect. It meant undying love. It meant I'm his, and his alone. It meant 'you're mine'. It meant I mean the world to him. I didn't need to answer his statement. He knew I knew what it meant. We understood each other in those sweet seconds as he stayed inside me.

And in that moment, I fell in love with him more than I already do...

And he didn't even know it.

If you remember anything of me, after I leave this world, remember that I loved even when it was foolish.

That I cared even when it was unwanted.

When my body is gone, remember my heart.

#Abdullah

Trees know when we are close by. The chemistry of their roots and the perfumes of their leaves pump out change when we're near... when you feel good after a walk in the woods, it may be that certain species are bribing you.

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

Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it meaning. And you are the meaning of my color of love.

I choose you. And I’ll choose you over and over and over. Without pause, without a doubt, in a heartbeat. I’ll keep choosing you.

You make my heart smile 💗 My love…💕

I miss you, you know…

I miss your lips, your hands,

your whole warm and strong body,

and your face, and your smiles, your voice.

I miss you.

But I like missing you so hard

because

it makes me feel strongly… that you are not a dream.

Even if you’re far from each other, if your hearts are connected, distance will only be numbers.

Loving you is my eternal prayer of love.

You are someone who belongs to me

something that belongs only to my heart.

I love you with my full heart.

.•*˚ 💞•*˚ 💗 .•*˚ * 💞. • * ˚💟

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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 .

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

As I sit alone in the darkness, tears stream down my face as I fight to keep from falling apart.

All the questions and emotions of us flash through my mind as I rest my face in my hands.

For so long, all I wanted was your love and to spend my days and nights being loved by you.

But no matter how hard I tried to be what you wanted, regardless of how much I wanted us to be happy together.

It never really happened the way I had always hoped.

I don’t know if you just don’t care, don’t realize or don’t want me…you never actually told me what you wanted.

It’s a hard thing to be stuck in a place of uncertainty when it comes to matters of the heart-

Especially when all I wanted was to love and be loved by you.

I know now that I have to turn the page and close the chapter on you and me.

If there ever really was a “you and me.”

I’ve known for the longest time I deserve better but I was so scared to move on, fight for what I wanted or lose you.

But now I realize that I never really had you to begin with.

The idea of “us” was really just wishful thinking..so it’s time to let go of all the hopes and dreams I had for us.

And finally move on and be happy on my own.

It’ll be hard, I know, and I’ll shed a lot of tears as I do what I have to do to let you go.

But as I wipe away the tears from my face, I look outside and see the sun shining brightly.

I’ll get there, I know.

That place where I can think about you and not cry.

When I can get up in the morning and be happy it’s a beautiful new day.

I’m far from that right now, but I’ll get there.

I can’t fight for someone who won’t fight for me.

Who makes me work just to get their attention.

I deserve better and I’ll find it.

But first, I’m going to work on myself and do whatever it takes to be happy by myself, for myself.

It won’t be easy, it won’t be fast,

But it will be the best thing I’ve ever done.

Love myself for the person that I am because in the end, that’s what truly matters the most.

I’m closing the door on you and opening the door to my happiness.

One moment, one step, one day at a time.

- Abdullah.

What happens when you don’t find that right person? Do you just spend the rest of your life in a relationship where the conversation isn’t great, everything isn’t perfect, but it’s nice and sweet?