“Sometimes You Have To Forget What You Feel, And Remember What You Deserve.”

"I take strength from my united family."

#Abdullah

I want to hold your hand on a cold night, and wake up to your face on a Saturday morning.

I want to travel that vast expanse of your mind and scare the evil spirits and bad thoughts away. I want to fall asleep to the pure sound of your heartbeat and taste the tantalizing feel of your skin.

I want to wrap my arms tight around you and never let go. I want to fall asleep to the sound of your voice and wake up to the beauty of your smile.

I want to kiss you from head to toe and drown in your carefree laugh. I want you, in your entirety, and I want to love you endlessly.

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.

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 .

Life has a way of moving forward, whether we are ready for it or not. It doesn’t pause when we're struggling, waiting for us to feel strong or whole again. The challenges, the setbacks, the heartaches—they all keep coming, relentless and uninvited. And while it’s natural to feel overwhelmed in those moments, the reality is that life doesn’t wait for us to be okay. The world continues, and if we want to keep moving with it, we have to find the strength to stand up, even when our knees feel weak, and keep moving forward, one step at a time.

When everything feels heavy, sometimes the best thing you can do is pause for a moment, breathe, and then take action. Pray, reflect, and recharge—whatever you need to ground yourself—but don’t let that be the place you stay. The journey ahead may not be easy, but staying stagnant will only prolong the discomfort. Push forward, even in the uncertainty. Life will never be on pause, so you must continue, grow stronger, and embrace the process. It’s through these moments of resilience that we learn the true power of persistence and the beauty of our own strength.

Every moment with you is a gift, and you're the favorite present I've ever received.

#Abdullah

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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.

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Israeli strikes claim lives of two Palestinians in Gaza.

GAZA: A Palestinian elderly man was martyred in an Israeli airstrike on Sunday and a young woman died of critical injuries sustained in a previous attack in the Gaza Strip.

According to local sources, 62-year-old Fayez at-Tawil was killed in a drone attack in Johor ad-Dik town in central Gaza.

Meanwhile, a young woman called Nada Issa was pronounced dead after she succumbed to serious injuries she had sustained in an Israeli airstrike on her home in an-Nuseirat refugee camp in central Gaza.

On Saturday, at least 10 citizens were martyred in Israeli attacks in northern Gaza.

In a related context, hospitals in the Gaza Strip received the bodies of 15 martyrs, who were reported missing during the war, along with 14 citizens who were killed in fresh Israeli attacks during the past 24 hours.

According to Gaza’s health ministry on Sunday, 51 citizens were also injured during Israeli attacks or by unexploded ordnance during the past hours.

The new fatalities increased the death toll from the Israeli genocidal war on Gaza, which started on October 7, 2023, to 48,572 martyrs, the health ministry stated.

The ministry added that the number of the wounded also surged to 112,032 people.

Meanwhile, efforts are underway to recover the bodies of more martyrs who are still missing in different areas of the Gaza Strip.

#Abdullah Abdullah