To My Bestfriend.

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.

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

"If your hand can move through my body and touch my heart, what would you feel emanating from it?

Sorrow and emptiness in the dark black spaces hallowed out where loved ones were lost and their seats are empty? Telling you I'll never be the same person I was before those losses.

Hypervigilance which has my heart in a constant state of alert for potential threats around me from past traumas? Always aware of my surroundings. Compassion and Empathy in great vibrations through your fingertips telling you I often put other people's feelings ahead of my own?

Avoiding conflicts to save any bad feelings to the other person, keeping my feelings to myself often to keep the peace, even if that means sacrificing what I truly feel and want. Overly understanding and kindness you feel moving in slow soft waves over your hand-so others don't feel how I've been feeling, and it can turn their whole day around into a smile?

Welcoming pure love telling you I made a home for you in a special stained-glass colored place in my heart so I can always embrace you there? Innocence beaming that's almost childlike swinging high on a swing in the golden sunshine, holding a yellow dandelion flower in my hand as my feet can almost touch the clouds in the blue sky without a care in the world? Romance that makes my delicate feminine soul look like pink pastel hues, and feels like a white doily lace on an old antique side table with an ivory Tiffany lamp warmly illuminated by the light through the drapes?

Passion searing hot red flames with heat that would scorch you until you learn to tame and control it till it surrenders to you? Desire and sensuality in the corners ready to lure you with the look of my eyes and a devilish smirk in my smile?

All that you can feel with just one touch.

One graze of your fingertips sliding down as your hand is cascading through.

So Fuck my soul and feel me entirely- to know me completely, honestly, and wholly with you in it.

If someone wants you in their life, they will do anything to keep you in it.

And if they don't want you in their life, absolutely nothing you do or say will make them change their mind.

Stop trying. Do not beg anyone to want you. You are much more worthy than that.

Life is mirror. Whatever you do it, It will reflect back to you, So keep smiling for a smile of lifetime.

#Abdullah

Another day another blessing.

Happiness is holding someone in your arms and knowing you hold the whole world.

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

If you’re struggling and your people are just sitting there watching you struggle, they’re not your people.