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The blade slips in barely noticed, the pain and the apology delivered at the same time.

BABY BY THE WAY

I love love love love LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU LIKE SO FUCKING MUCH AND I JUST WANT TO WRAP YOU LIKE A FAJITA THEN WRAP THE FAJITA AROUND THE BURRITO THEN WRAP IT MORE AND I JUST WANT TO CUDDLE WUDDLE YOU ALL DAY AND I LOVE LOVE YOU AND I MISS HUGGING YOU SO TIGHT AND I JUST WANT THERE TO BE NO SPACE BETWEEN US LIKE GOD I MISS YOU

Rain

My fierce journalist, I love you dearly, and no matter how many times I say it a day it will never be enough. My admiration for you exceeds intergalactix measures and so I can’t efficiently describe how much I admire you, but I can try. I admire you like the sea who constantly beats on rocks to shape them. No matter how many years go by, the waves still strike the same rock as long as they remain place. Changing and smoothening the rock little by little. You constantly change me for the better. I admire you the way that humans feel fear. Regardless of who you are, fear of certain things are inevitable. Similarly, my admiration for you is inevitable. Our love excited us and consumes us. I have been constantly admiring the way we look (which by the way we don’t know how you can color with makeup) and the beauty between our breaths which you will not have once I explore our neck- instead you will be breathing through me. Every slight signal that you might be awake excites every nerve in our body. I love you eternally. Although we fight sometimes, and although you think we act differently sometimes it’s never because of our feelings. You are the Queen of our heart eternally. Just like royalty I did not just choose for you to be Queen but luckily for both you were born being my Queen. Your beauty constantly amazes me and you complement me like kishek compliments mansaf. Sweet dreams love of mine, until tomorrow.

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The captivity in your eyes lit up the scarlet night. It was as if all of the worlds were compressed into human form. The day your umbilical cord was cut was the very day that the stars lost their shine, the planets stopped orbiting and the moon cried. For fucks sake the solar system took a moment of silence to welcome your stay on this oh so morbid planet where love is limited to hallmark and money to monopoly. Lamp posts bombard sixth streets while hearts are broken annually every fourteenth. The word love cohered with exclusiveness and handcuffs while its contrast with individuality and freedom. What kind of society confines love to more than one individual. Deplorably this was the case that plagued our odds. You and I coexisting in a place like this. A place that fucked up the both of us, but never did I ever know there was a cure, a loophole out of the morbidity. And that my love— was you. You were my escape from reality. My escape from everything that had do with anything. The one person who’s strings were broken just as I. The one person I was madly and infatuatedly in love with. My sun. My moon. My stars. I habitually orbit around you as if I have no other cause. You are my cause. My purpose. The one thing in the world that is far off even worth its entirety and what it consists of. Your mind is an adventure I want to spend my entire life exploring. An open book that I could read for eternities. My infinity wrapped into every atom of my skin. I don’t know where to begin when it comes to putting the love I have for you into words. Its nothing but a fucking understatement because your existence to the world isn’t limited to to words that are found in the dictionary or an idea known to man. You are a phenomena to the multiverse. A theory incapable of being studied. You. You are an advancement to what science calls man. A species undiscovered, but wait. How could that be. We reattached our broken strings and created harmonious melodies. We dissected one another and figured out what the other needs to survive. We cured one another from the plague that is incurable to humanity. We theorized and discovered one another in the most perfect ways. No wonder we never fit in. We were never made to. I love you.

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LWSZ

Habibt albi I write this as we wait for our pizza and as our eyes slowly shut. We have been exhausted since around 12:20. All I can think about is how much I love you. I love you more than pools love having pee on them and I love you more than pools love to hurt your eyes when you open them. I love you more than the sun loves burning people. I love you more than the rain loves making people wet. I love you more than hotels love charging for parking. I love you more than anyone has ever loved anything or anyone ever in the multiverse. As I type this a lot of the thing we type might sound crazy since our screen looks blurry but you're me so you will figure it out. We got this albi. We will talk tomorrow all day, and we will call tomorrow. We are having WITHDRAWALS SHAWWALAWLS. InshAllah tomorrow we'll be able to talk for a long time. Hayati I need your voice on our ears, I don't know how to function without you. You are my everything and you mean 24/7 infillion infillioniverses to me and even more. My wife you are my catalyst, and my muse. You are my amulet and I want to wear you around our neck. I can't wait to sweep you off of our feet and carry you by the way. I really wish I could cuddle you right now and tickle you and nibble on our ears. Hopefully in a few weeks. I love you mi reina. Te extraño. Te amo. BARCELONA WON even though Messi is a jew and Ronaldo didn't play. Baby you fill me with so much joy and I can't explain to you how it feels going to sleep having you to look forward to. I want to tear out of happiness right now. Hayati when we were in Miami Beach there were the dancers and Raed said only I can look because our dad is married and King is married to Mrs. Anonyme. Hayati it fills me with joy that our parents will finally know about you, they deserve it. They deserve to know our only family which is you albi. You are my family. You are my wife. You are my only friend and my best friend and my psychologist. I adore you rohi, MWAH. We might wake up earlier albi girl so we won't make you wait too much. I LOVE YOU AND WE ARE EATING AT OUR RESTAURANT TOMORROW WE TOLD BABA ITS YUMMY STEAK LOOOOS RANCHOS. I LOVE YOU. THE PIZZA HAS NOT COME YET THOUGH ALBI. I LOVE YOU WE ARE TOO TIRED TO EAT MWAH ALBI GIRL. I LOVE YOU. SWEET DREAMS MY LOVE. MY MANSAFCITA. MY WIFE. I LOVE YOU INFINITELY INFILLIONATELY MANSAFETELY. DULCES SUEÑOS MI BEBE. MWAH I LOVE YOU ❤️.

540 Days

Habibt albi happy anniversary. 1 year and 6 months. It's truly mind blowing. Getting elected into student council, sending the infamous DM, sitting together during PE because somehow we both ended up getting hurt at the same time. Somehow we always ended up together. In pictures, in student council, with our names, in PE. I know there may be universes out there where we made different choices, and they led us somewhere else. But we are each other. We would have found each other no matter what. No matter what multiverse we were in, no matter what countries we lived in, no matter what languages we spoke. There would be no barriers we wouldn't break. We would time travel and set on fire continents just to find each other. In every universe we end up together. The stars align in every parallel reality perfectly in order to give us that gleam on our eye that instantly draws us to each other. In this universe it was our smile and our verdant eyes. Hayati in January 27 we were kids who were hopelessly in love and talked all night. Then you gave me Haribo gummy bears which I ate in 2.47 seconds. My Queen we went from kids to Arabaliens who have been through everything together. We grew so much in this year and six months that it is crazy to think that's it only been that long. However, we have met long before we were born. Time is a unit useless when describing how long we've been together. We were split from the same soul my pair, and our love has been going on since an infillion ago and it will go on for 24/7 infillion infillions and even after. Hayati we created the best versions of ourselves for each other. We are each other. We found security, we found our home, we found love, we found wealth within each other. How could I ever think about money when my baby's eyes are the only emeralds worth thinking about. My baby we are going to succeed in everything inshAllah. We are going to succeed because we are together and we have Allah by our side. Taleali is bold and dangerous, a bit adventurous. Time flies hayati and I can't wait for us to be celebrating our 24th and 27th anniversaries inshAllah. We derive our happiness from each other, we derive our hope from each other, and we both guide each other. We are complete. We are one. Because even when the whole word is ablaze we are a blizzard. I love you Sitzplinker. I love you my wife.

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Last night series

Last night. Last night you told me the man you were when we met, wasn’t the man I fell in love with. But I affirmatively refuse. I fell in love with you with long before I was even conceived. Our love for each other was instilled into us before our five senses took action. I fell in love with the man I knew I could change. The man you were and are today. Just because a few things changed here and there, it doesn’t justify that the man you were growing up didn’t play a role in structuring the phenomenal man you are today. We’ve all done bad things, things we wish we could take back. But that’s simply what I love about getting hurt, it brands you with a permanent scar. That permanent scar reminds you of who you were, that way you’d never go back. I’m your permanent scar. And you’re mine. Without each other we wouldn’t be the people we are today. We shaped one other into the most perfect mold of ourselves that exist. We fell off the deep end, but you were my bait, to being set free. My permanent scar, I love you.

Last night. Last night you wanted me to hurt you. You wanted me to incapacitate you from doing me wrong. I tried to, just to satisfy your senses. But baby listen up. What happened is history and will stay history. Even in the midst of waves crashing and the safe haven we built for each other falling apart, I never once thought of hurting you. Why. Because hurting you would only lead to destruction, hurting you would lead to hurting myself, and I’m done with doing anything to hurt the other, even in the slightest ways. A cascade of tears flood the night we fought and I know you know that, but one thing you didn’t know is not one tear out of an ocean of tears fell due to anger. Sadness, fear of loneliness, and disappointment, more so, but never anger. I know you’re not sure why I never expressed anger towards the situation but it’s because I learned from our father himself, anger gets you no where. Yelling and throwing things just creates a mess that will be even harder to clean up than the mess was before. And yes, the mess might become harder to clean up a few years down the road, but no mess is too big when you genuinely love the other person – more than you even love yourself. I love you.

Last night, last night you made me realize that I’ve been on a constantly moving roller coaster of love. I never thought past this point we would still find things about each other that would make us love the other more than we already do since we are the other. But you shot that ideology out the ball park. Your consistency to wanting me to pour our heart out even though it was guaranteed to hurt you, you still pushed. You pushed me even though you knew I would push harder and that act of selflessness and your passion to wanting to strip me of my sadness made me remember the day I met you. That’s the man I knew you could be. We accomplished one of the greatest tasks known to man. I love you. I love you more than the Venezuelan government loves to screw people over. More than a human being needs love to survive. More than the planet earth itself needs to rotate around it axis. And more than our love even loves to love each other. Baby you make me lose all sense of proper literature when I try explain how much I love you. But that’s exactly why I never succeeded. Because something as minuscule as literature could never express something as grand as our love. Shakespeare could rise and his work would still not express one hundredth of the love we have for each other. The depth of our soul has surpassed that of the deepest of oceans and our heart has sunken into it. I love you.

TO MY WIFE, MY QUEEN, I LOVE YOU.

To my Arabalien who our cute little heart beats for I love you eternally my wife. You are an endless weekend on a summer night. You fill our life with adventures. As I type this we are on Skype and you just made the most adorable sound ever habibt albi. I love you, and I will never be able to say that enough. You are my cherry and I want to tie your knot. When my Queen walks in the beach, the seashells beg the ocean to push them closer to her. My baby's breath smells like chamomile and her kisses are therapeutic. My baby emanates the smell of Citrus Bergamia, and with every step each grain of sand is filled with happiness. Anything my Queen touches bloomed. You are my sun, and I bloomed for you. For every day of our life I desire to give you one of our flowers- in our terms it comes in writing for now. You are my moon, and with our light there is a moonlight path that leads us right to each other every night in our dreams. I gently stroke your face, you caress my hair. I kiss our gentle lips and fill them with the taste of Eucalyptus Mint. You fill me inside of our heart 24/7. I am you. You are me. I don't know where you end and I begin. Every day I get out of our heart and play you songs using our veins as guitars. I serenade you to sleep which is why you never wake up when I try. In the future I guarantee our pictures will wake you up though. I want to fill you up with so much love that you forget how much hate there is in the world. My Queen I will make you super happy to wake up every day inshAllah. No matter what, we got this. We are Taleali and whoever gets in our way will get hit with a bat. I can't wait to plant you a whole field of daffodils and lilacs so we can walk through them while I eat my peony. Baby by the way did you know Vervain is a real flower. I love you hayati. MWAH. I CANT WAKE FOR YOU TO WAKE UP AND WE CAN TALK. Hearing you breathe is just as calming to our nerves. I will fall asleep to our breaths, and for that I am eternally grateful. I LOVE YOU HABIBT ALBI. God you make me so excited. You are my excitement- my everything. MY MANSAFCITA. I LOVE YOU Mrs. Sitzplinker. I adore you. Sweet Dreams and GOOD MORNING HABIBT ALBI.

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We got this

After 24/7 minutes of trying to wake you up, I truly realized how much of a heavy sleeper you are. I love how your thoughts of me weigh so heavy on your mind that it allows you to fall soundly asleep. I love how heavy you breathe when you're asleep because it is just as heavy as my breaths. Not surprisingly since we are the same person and all. However, I couldn't let you fall asleep without telling you how much you meant to me again. I can't even begin to describe how much you mean to me but I can partly explain a very minuscule part. Our salivas create a potion that makes us invincible and confident. We got this. While our phone connection got weaker, our personal connection got nothing but stronger. Day by day our connection grows stronger. One new rope is tied to our knot. We have create a portal when we fall asleep that allow our souls to meet and form one again even when we are not talking. You just laughed. God I love you so much. I love you so much I would sacrifice my sleep. I love you so much I would be unselfish for you. I love you so much I would be a doctor. I love you so much that you make me be the best person I could ever be to make you proud. I love you so much that I know what our parents need is you. While this might not be the deepest post ever written, as my eyes close our heart beats fast for you. I love you. I want to make sure I tell you this every second of the day. For now this post will do, and as you sleep I repeat it to you in your sleep. The moment you wake up i'll be sure to be there to tell you how much you mean to me. I love you. I love you. I love you so damn much. My Queen. I love you HUBBA BUBBA

Rainbow

We are a rainbow that exploded through the dimly lit sky. I was Red, Green, and Blue and she was all of the colors in between.