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Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.

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To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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Dare Despair Hope Love
You know, missing someone can sometimes be the best thing for a writer.
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Best Missing Writing Yourself
I don’t want to be in a relationship where I feel the constant need to explain myself. I don’t want to live in a world like that either.
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Explanation Feeling Live Need Relationship World
We number our days and divide our seasons. We endlessly define what it is to be in love. When in truth, spring blurs into summer and always has, long before that line was ever drawn.
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Day Definition Division Love Myself Summer
To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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Dare Despair Gate Hope Love
It was a question I had worn on my lips for days – like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn’t resist pulling – despite knowing it could all unravel around me. “Do you love me, I ask?” In your hesitation I found my answer.
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Finding Hesitate Lips Love Myself Question Sweater
Before the tears that tore us, when our history was before us.
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History Ourselves Tears
Of all you’ve used against me, the worst has been my words.
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Word Worst Yourself
You’re young and there’s still so much ahead. So much uncertainty and doubt. It keeps you up at night-this wild, restless feeling. But you don’t know how free you are. For this short, miraculous time, you have no one to answer to, nothing to lose. You belong wholly to yourself.
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Doubt Feeling Lose Miracle Time Young Yourself
The feeling is like the ocean. Sometimes calm and still; other times, it’s a hurricane.
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Calm Feeling Hurricane Ocean Time
I think that bothers me more than anything. That he could look in my eyes and tell me something that is completely contrary to the truth.
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Eyes Myself Thinking Truth
She would fondly call him her Frankenstein, this man who was a patchwork of all the things she had ever longed for.
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Herself Man Patch Work
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
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Darkness Heard Life Reply Silence Time
I thought you were a keeper, I wish I could have kept you.
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Love Myself Relationship Thinking Yourself
I love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.
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I Love You Word Yourself
I don’t know if what we had was love, but if it wasn’t, I hope never to fall in love. Because of you, I know I am too fragile to bear it.
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Fragile Love Myself Relationship Togetherness Yourself

Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.

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Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.

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