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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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I used to think I couldn’t go a day without your smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back.
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Day Love Myself Smile Thinking Time Voice 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
I had no way of knowing, when I was sitting alone in that tiny bedroom, that in just a few short months, I would meet the love of my life: a man who lived across the ocean from me, in a little house by the sea.
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Known Love Man Miracle Myself Relationship
Take me someplace where I can feel something-I want to give away my heart. Tell me his name so I can know love when it speaks to me. Give me someone I can write about.
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Feeling Heart Heart Broken Myself Name Place Writing
When someone stirs a world of emotion in you and it’s so intense you can barely stand to be with him.
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Emotion Feeling Himself Intense Stand World
When you don’t have the whole attention of someone, you find yourself begging for it from everyone.
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Attention Beg Finding Yourself
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
Do you remember the song that was playing the night we met? No, but I remember every song I have heard since you left.
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Myself Night Remember Song
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
A Betrayal I cannot undo what I have done; I can’t un-sing a song that’s sung. And the saddest thing about my regret- I can’t forgive me, and you can’t forget.
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Betrayal Forgiveness Regret Sadness Sing Yourself
In many ways, a book is, in itself, a tiny universe. Each page is like a newly formed galaxy, fashioned from a single, pulsing thought. A book travels for days, for years, sometimes for centuries to meet you at an exact point in time.
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Book Fashion Love Myself Point Time Togetherness Universe
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
I know love because I am in love. Because of how long I’ve loved. Because of the man I love.
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Known Love Man Myself
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
I loved you more than love was allowed.
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Allow Excess I Love You Myself
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 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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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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