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That’s the thing about writers – on one hand everything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is.

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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
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
It is the mark of a great poet to write words that feel as though they have stood witness to your most intimate memory of love.
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Greatness Intimate Love Memories Poet Writing Yourself
She was the book that was not written. The sentence that was not scripted. She was the word you wished you could have said.
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Book Scripture Word Writing Yourself
There are days when the melancholy settles on you like a sudden change in weather. The kind of sadness that is intangible. Like the presence of an ache where you can’t pinpoint exactly where it hurts, you just know it does.
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Change Day Hurt Kind Known Sadness Yourself
Here’s the story of my life. Hoping they would care about me or wishing they wouldn’t care so much.
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Care Hope Life Myself Story
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
Every time I see my name, I hear it in your voice.
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Name See Time Voice Yourself
People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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People Poet Sadness Writing
I was there in your forgetting, until I was forgot.
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Forgetting Myself
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
The most beautiful thing is not when you learn to live without something: it’s the moment you realize you never needed it in the first place.
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Beautiful Learning Live Moments Need Place
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
And if you’ve forgotten, let me remind you. How love never really ends. How your heart breaks the same way it beats, again and again, and again.
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Break End Forget Reminder Yourself
Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
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Life Way Working Yourself
I think there is a sense of ownership in knowing, isn’t there? You let people in, and they claim parts of you-they fly their flag over uncharted territory and from then onward-you cease to belong wholly to yourself.
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Known People Self Love Thinking Whole Yourself

That’s the thing about writers – on one hand everything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is.

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That’s the thing about writers – on one hand everything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is.

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