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There is one who you belong to, whose love- there is no song for.

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It is only the year that is ending. So why does it feel like the world is?
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Ending Feeling Myself World
That night, we talked the way old friends do, with candor and ease.
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Friendship Night Talk
We all need to follow our intuition, even if it takes us down the wrong path. Otherwise, you’ll always be second-guessing yourself.
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Follow Intuition Need Path Wrong Yourself
The greatest injustice I have suffered has come under the pretense of love.
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Abuse Greatness Injustice Love Pretend
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
If you have to be with someone at all, then be with someone who makes you feel like you are still in control.
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Control Feeling Togetherness Yourself
In time she will learn, not to miss them.
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Herself Learning Missing Time
When was the last time you felt like someone knew you and not the person you’ve been pretending to be. When was the last time you felt like yourself.
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Be Yourself Feeling Pretend Time
The time may not be prime for us, though you are a special person. We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock, in unison.
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Clock Different Person Prime Time Yourself
Are you like me? Do you give too much, too quickly? Do you throw yourself blindly at the world, thinking that it will always open its arms up to you?
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Open Quick Thinking Throw World Yourself
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
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
It was pure bliss and absolute torture at the same time. I was in daze, as if my brain had suddenly packed up and gone on vacation. I could barely string words together in a sentence.
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Bliss Brain Myself Togetherness Torture Vacation
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
That’s the thing about happiness. It doesn’t require justification.
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Happiness Justification
I will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.
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Celebration Life Moon Myself Sun Whole

There is one who you belong to, whose love- there is no song for.

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