𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗬𝗲𝗮𝗿'𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗼𝗹𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁

He was fluent in me.

In every way.

He rode my highs and my lows, and the waves that came crashing upon me almost drowned me.

He knew how emotionally deep feeling I can be, and how I overthink often to the point of anxiety.

He knew when I was quiet, I was in deep thought or upset about something and holding it in.

He knew when something was bothering me and filled me up with stress, I hardly ate.

He knew I was a very strong person, but also broken with many cracks deep as caverns, and cracks that are healing and mending.

He knew my eyes spoke more than my lips ever could. He knew my eyes can speak a language of their own only for him. A language he loved gazing at.

He knew my body even as he was in a meeting with his eyes closed, picturing me laying on the bed with that black lacy number he liked. He knew every inch, every curve, every line of my body in memory.

He knew how to make my body rise and fall, and quiver only for him. How to make me purr and scream at the same time.

He knew when to be soft with me, and when to not be so gentle.

He knew when I needed to talk about something on my mind, and when I needed to just be held as if there were only the two of us in the world.

He knew I always had a hard time falling asleep, but once sleeping-was hard to wake me up.

He knew I hated change and don't take it well. Even with choosing restaurants, ordering meals, or picking TV shows. The familiar felt much more comfortable and safe than the risk of something new.

He knew when something was wrong just by my voice or how my eyes looked at him, and I didn't even need to say a word.

He knew when I was stressed, I cleaned.

He knew my humor was dirty and sarcastic, yet childlike. And he knew I loved to laugh and make people laugh- because in depression-you know what it's like to not feel.

He knew I loved consistency, from the 'good morning' to the 'goodnight', to show me I was on his mind from sunrise to sunset.

He knew my walls were built higher and higher over the years due to traumas, loss, and pain- not to keep people out, but to protect myself and not burden others. Walls only He knew how to climb and navigate.

He knew how to protect me physically and emotionally, even from myself and my own anxiety filled mind.

He knew how I liked to be touched...and licked.

He knew how I loved laying my head on his chest because it's the safest place to be at times.

He knew when I tell him I love him, it's not just those words. It's also in me saying -'let me know when you get home okay', and drive safe'.

He knew the electrical currents to my mind, and the road map to my soul.

He knew it all. Every part, every inch of me. But most of all.

He loved me for me...accepting my rationalities, irrationalities, complexities, and my simple.

Loving you completely for all you are...the good and easy parts, and the dark and crazy parts- will come very natural and easily to the one who truly and genuinely loves you. It will come harder for one who doesn't. If you're lucky, you'll find 'the one'... like I did.

True friendship isn’t measured by the number of people around you but by the depth of connection you share with them. A friend who recognizes your struggles, stands by you in silence, and offers comfort when words fail is worth more than a crowd that only enjoys your happy moments.

It’s easy to find people who celebrate with you when life is good, but the ones who sit with you through the storm, wipe your tears, and remind you that you’re not alone—those are the friendships that truly matter.

#Abdullah.

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

There’s a quiet, dangerous power that resides in the mind, one that has the ability to both uplift and destroy. While external struggles can certainly harm us, it is often our own thoughts and perceptions that lead us to the deepest pits of despair. The mind can create scenarios that may never happen, but still bring waves of anxiety, fear, and self-doubt. It can convince us we are unworthy, that we can’t achieve our dreams, or that we’re destined to fail. These internal battles, often fought in isolation, can be more lethal than any physical wound. We become our own worst enemy, trapped in a cycle of negativity and self-sabotage that feels impossible to escape.

The problem is that the mind is both the prison and the key, and without awareness or the right tools, it can feel like there’s no way out. The more we believe the lies it tells us, the more power we give to those dark thoughts, pushing us further into a spiral of mental turmoil. It’s not always evident from the outside, but mentally, we can be killing ourselves slowly, every day. But there’s hope. Just as our minds can create destruction, they also have the potential to heal and rebuild. Recognizing the destructive patterns, seeking help, and learning to shift our internal narrative can be the first step toward freedom, showing us that the most dangerous battles are often the ones we fight within.

— Abdullah

One day you will realize that the same person is not found twice in life.

Not everyone is replaceable.

Be careful who you hurt.

“Remember that the right person will never get tired of you even in the worst times..”

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

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

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.

"She thought about it the other night. How you pushed her boundaries and tested her senses. She thought of how she got lost in you. And you in her. She thought about how often you called her 'beautiful' in between breaths, whimpers, and moans. She thought about how you made her body rise and fall like Roman ruins.

She thought about how you come up behind her, gently move her long hair over to the other side so you can kiss her neck. And she laughs to herself remembering she told you 'you can't kiss a girl's neck and not expect the sequence of events to start', jokingly. It makes you grin as you're kissing her.

She thought about how all her sadness, pain, and anxiety disappears when she's with you. And only with you. You awaken another side of what not many have seen, and only a few dabbed into. But with you, oh with you, she gives all of her. And you cherish that.

She thought about how you know her body more than anyone else. She thought about how she feels so complete when she's with you, and feels like something is missing when she's not. Then she thought about what you have planned for her next time, and she grins just imagining what you may come up with".

There are days when you wake and you haven't a clue what's going on around you. The struggles and challenges seem overwhelming.

But your faith tells you to remain firm. You have no idea where you're headed but you trust the Almighty and keep going.

#Abdullah

I pray for people with lonely souls.

I pray for the hungry and the cold.

I pray for little orphans without homes.

I pray for those who are shut-in and all alone.

I pray that tensions in the world will ease.

I pray that we will find everlasting peace.

#Abdullah #AbdullahBook