Later, the coffee gets cold.
Later, you lose interest.
Later, the day turns into night.
Later, people grow up.
Later, people grow old.
Later, life goes by.
Later, you regret not doing something...
When you had the chance.
Life is a fleeting dance, a delicate balance of moments that unfold before us, never to return in quite the same way again.
Regret is a bitter pill to swallow, a weight that bears down upon the soul with the burden of missed chances and unspoken words.
So, let us not leave anything for later. Let us seize the moments as they come, with hearts open and arms outstretched to embrace the possibilities that lie before us. For in the end, it is not the things we did that we regret, but the things we left undone, the words left unspoken, the dreams left unfulfilled.
Taste my soul and see how it only drips for you.
Make my body rise and fall like the greatest ruins in Rome.
Lick away the growling moans from my mouth that only you hear.
Give me a sensual memory that makes me close my eyes and take a deep breath remembering what the moment felt like.
Make me scream your name as I'm throwing my head back in ecstasy and agony.
Rapture me with your words that send chills down my spine and ignites my soul.
Wipe my tears away and calm my anxieties as only you can.
Calm the storms in my eyes and the panic in my chest as you hold me tight.
Break down my Hadrian's Wall that keeps guard of my emotions, and barricades my heart from hurt.
Help calm my mind by separating my rational and my overthinking.
Put my insecurities to rest by gently caressing my mind.
Paint the mosaic of my heart with vibrant colors, instead of the muted grays of depression.
Make me come alive again by scratching your fingers down my back making red lines.
Lay down with me putting my head on your chest- as I'm listening to the rhythm of your heartbeat relaxing my tension.
Envelope me so the dark matter of my heart can collide with yours forming our own constellation.
Be my muse, my force, my inspiration for my raw creative expression.
Lure out my darkness and play with it as you wickedly grin.
Smile warmly at the innocence of my light that illuminates my soul.
Love me through my light and dark- guiding me through the journey not letting me fall.
Have such a strong connection with me that I'm etched into your mind, as you're in mine.
A connection so incredibly strong that we're highly attuned to each other as a 6th sense without having to say a word. We just know.
Love me as only you can...sincerely, divinely, truly, all encompassing, and adoringly....and I'll always be yours as long as the stars are in the night sky.
A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.
"The most important thing is to enjoy your life - to be happy - it's all that matters."
--Abdullah.
Let your love be stronger than your hate or anger. Learn the wisdom of compromise, for it is better to bend a little than to break.
Life is constantly changing—people leave, love fades, and pieces of who you once were slip away without you even noticing. It’s painful, unsettling, and sometimes unfair, but it’s all part of the journey. The friendships you thought would last forever may drift apart, and the love you gave your all to may no longer fit the person you are becoming. You may feel lost, wondering if you’ll ever feel whole again, carrying the weight of what’s gone.
But life has a way of renewing itself, even in the quietest moments. New friendships will find you, love will bloom in unexpected places, and the pieces you thought were lost will be replaced by a stronger, wiser version of yourself. One day, you’ll look back and realize that every ending led to a new beginning, every loss made space for something greater, and every change shaped you into the person you were always meant to be.
— Abdullah.
A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.
أعلم أن الحنين مرض ،
وأعلم أن لكل مرض وقت للتعافي
وأعلم أن بعد التعافي شفاء،
ولكنك حبيبي ،
لم يذكر العالم حتى الآن كيف يتعافى المحب من حبيبه؟!
أو الأصدق !
ما هو الدواء لداء الحنين اللعين!! ،
ليتك كما علمتني الحب وزرعت فيّ داء الحنين ،
ليتك علمتني كيف أنسى ملامحك ولا أشتاق مرة واحدة لهمسك أو لطيفك أو يأتي الليل يذكرني عِنادًا ومرارًا وتكرارًا بصوتك وصورتك بتفاصيلك التي حُفرت بمخالب الزمن في ذاكرتي ؟!
كل الأطباء سألوني ماذا بكِ؟
أخبرتهم بتنهيدة الزمن : ”إني أُحب“
تركوا القلم وقالوا :
”الحل بمعجزة تأتي إليك من معجزات الزمن “.
"Perhaps, somewhere, someday, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again"
‿ℒℴνℯ⁀💕 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
Sometimes, the people who come into our lives aren't meant to stay forever, but to teach us a valuable lesson. They serve a purpose that may be difficult to understand at first, but once the lesson is learned, their presence becomes clear. Whether it’s showing us the importance of boundaries, helping us realize our own strength, or teaching us how to let go, these individuals shape us in ways we couldn’t have predicted. They enter our lives for a season, offer insight, and then move on, leaving behind the wisdom we needed to grow. Their role isn’t to stay but to help us evolve, and that's all they were ever meant to do.
It’s easy to hold onto people, thinking they should remain in our lives longer than they are meant to, but when we let go of that expectation, we make room for new growth. Some people are only passing through, their purpose fulfilled once they've shown us something we needed to understand. While their departure might be painful or confusing, it’s important to remember that not all relationships are meant for forever. What matters is the lesson they taught us and how we carry that forward. Not everyone is meant to stay, but the ones who leave with a lesson are often the ones who change us the most.
— Abdullah
"Perhaps, somewhere, someday, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again" - Abdullah.
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