Some Time Out 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.
LANG LEAVI was coming to the end of a difficult period in my life, though when the end isn’t in plain sight, you don’t realize how close you are.
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I want you to remember my lips beneath your fingers and how you told me things you never told another soul. I want you to know that I have kept sacred, everything you had entrusted in me and I always will.
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The greatest injustice I have suffered has come under the pretense of love.
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You must emerge from adversity, scathed but victorious to tell your story and, in turn, light the way for others.
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People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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I look for you, the way I was taught to look both ways when crossing the road. Uptight and wary, bracing myself for something I know could break me.
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Every time I see my name, I hear it in your voice.
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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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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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There is one who you belong to, whose love- there is no song for.
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My heart is like a time capsule-it keeps safe the memory of you. I know it’s harder with you gone than if you had never been here at all-but I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.
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I have happened in so many places, to so many people – the essence of me lives on in these nuances, these moments.
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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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I learned that writing is the consolation prize you are given when you don’t get the thing you want the most.
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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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