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Before I fell in live with words, with setting skies and singing birds – it was you I fell in love with first.

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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
The less you speak, the more weight your words will carry when you do.
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Important Talk Value Weight Word Yourself
you cannot control the depth of a wound another inflicts upon you.
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Depth Inflict Wound Yourself
You know, missing someone can sometimes be the best thing for a writer.
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Best Missing Writing Yourself
There are things I miss that I shouldn’t, and things I don’t that I should. Sometimes we want what we couldn’t, sometimes we love what we could.
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I Miss You Love Philosophy
Now that you have it all, do you ever wish you could go back to when you had it simple?
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Simplicity Yourself
The distance from you is measured in how far I’ve come.
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Break Up Distance Measurement Myself
Fear isn’t a reason when it comes to love–it’s an excuse. Anyone who has ever been in love will tell you that.
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Excuse Fear Love Reason Yourself
Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
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Life Way Working Yourself
Our love story comes to me in waves, in movie stills and long summer afternoons spent under a sky of incessant blue. I still think of your eyes in flashes of color, your hands in a frenetic, feverish blur-your smile a mosaic of light and shadow. I still find myself lost in those moments of abstraction.
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Abstraction Hands Light Love Moments Ourselves Shadow Wave
You must emerge from adversity, scathed but victorious to tell your story and, in turn, light the way for others.
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Adversity Light Story Victory Way Yourself
I know you are scared. Who could blame you? Love is a hurricane wrapped inside a chrysalis. And you are a girl walking into the storm.
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Hurricane Known Love Scare Storm Walk
We will remain unwritten through history, no X will mark us on the map; but in books of prose and poetry, you loved me once, in a paragraph.
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Book History Literature Love Poem Remain Writing Yourself
The sad thing is,” she said, “the moment you start to miss someone, it means they’re already gone.
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Missing Moments Sadness 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
Understand that we must lose our way, over and over, before we can find the best version of ourselves.
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Best Lose Lost Ourselves Understand Version Way

Before I fell in live with words, with setting skies and singing birds – it was you I fell in love with first.

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