There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIt’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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I lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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Give me love like summer rain.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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Silent lips speak the deepest truths.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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The way she danced through life was poetry.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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