I’m a stranger in my own life.
LANG LEAVAre 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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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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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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I’m the one having to pander to you. I’m sick of being the one doing all the chasing. I’m not asking you to make me a priority – I know you’ve got a lot going on. But at least meet me halfway.
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Every day I measure the weight of my past against the present and feel the drag of what could have been.
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Your first love isn’t the first person you give your heart to- it’s the first one who breaks it.
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Be patient. Your voice will find its way into the world, not in one loud instance but a steady trickle that turns into a deluge.
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Some days I feel like my soul is being pulled in one direction and my heart in another.
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I don’t think about myself as much as I used to. I guess that’s a good thing. I only think about the things that are missing from me.
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You may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isn’t to save you but to show you how to save yourself.
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A book travels for days, for years, sometimes for centuries to meet you at an exact point in time.
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Every time I see my name, I hear it in your voice.
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The only ones they can turn against you are those who were never with you.
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Because someday, in one way or another, you will be taken from me or I you.
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And I sighed and wept for what could not be–and for all that could have been.
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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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