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

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.

Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.

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

No one will come to save you but some will offer you their hand to hold when life gets tough and those are the ppl that matter.

If you don’t love yourself you will always be chasing after people who don’t love you either.

I don't want to remember the scars you left

But every day they're stuck within my mind

There'll always be a little piece of you around.

Like a nightmare that doesn't fade in the morning.

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Because the scars you left behind cut deep

If i was to compare them to an ocean.

My lungs would burst as i reached its bed.

That's how far your abuse made me drown.

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Maybe I've now learnt to come up for air.

But the toxicity of your actions still haunts me.

My mind has these mental flashbacks all the time.

It's like although I've finally reached the surface

All that i have to greet me is a flood of acid rain

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Because the memories are probably more painful.

Replaying it over and over again every day.

Makes me relive each moment in high definition

It makes the wounds bleed once again.

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I've carried them with me since I was a child.

The bruises may have now faded away

But your fist feels like it's always approaching

My body still flinches every single time.

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I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive you.

But somehow i have to learn to move on.

I can't let you control my life forever.

Even though i still feel like that little child.

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THE SCARS YOU LEFT BEHIND.

#Abdullah

Wish i was kissing you instead of thinking about you.

The worst part about growing up is realizing that most adults are just children who never healed.