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I was there in your forgetting, until I was forgot.

Lang Leav

Yes, I think it is entirely possible to fall in love with someone you’ve never met. Physicality is an expression of intimacy- not an indication of it.
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Expression Fall In Love Intimate Myself Possible Thinking
I want you to remember my lips beneath your fingers and how you told me things you never told another soul. I want you to know that I have kept sacred, everything you had entrusted in me and I always will.
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Fingers Known Lips Myself Remember Sacred Soul
Like time suspended, a wound unmended – you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
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End Life Myself Time Wound
You can create something that is pure genius, but you have to get your timing right.
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Creation Genius Pure Right Timing Yourself
And the weather was so damn sick of being predictable; I heard it began snowing in the Sahara and I wanted to tell you that I’ve changed.
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Change Myself Prediction Sick
Every time I see my name, I hear it in your voice.
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Name See Time Voice Yourself
Who you love and who loves you back determines so much in your life.
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Determination Life Love Relationship Yourself
He gave her such gifts – not the kind that were put in boxes, but the sort that filled her with imagination, breathing indescribable happiness into her life.
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Breathing Gift Happiness Herself Imagination Indescribable Kind Life
In a sea of strangers, you’ve longed to know me. Your life spent sailing to my shores.
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Known Life Sailing Sea Shore Stranger
For she is his poet, and he is her poetry.
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Herself Himself Love Poet Poetry
You won’t hear from me again after today, and I don’t want you to worry. I’ll be okay. Because I have to be.
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Break Up Leave Myself Worry
And I told him, if I am so hard to love, then let me run wild.
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Hard Love Myself Run Wild
Searching for the one thing, that would set my sad soul free.
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Free Oneself Sad Search Soul
I wish I could put a pen in your hand and gently remind you how the world has given you poetry and now you must give it back.
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Hands Poetry Reminder Yourself
I don’t think all writers are sad, she said. I think it’s the other way around- all sad people write.
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Deep Myself People Poet Sadness Thinking Writing
Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
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Life Way Working Yourself

I was there in your forgetting, until I was forgot.

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