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Some days I feel like my soul is being pulled in one direction and my heart in another.

Lang Leav

Isn’t it strange how much of our lives are interchangeable, how little is truly ours.
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Live Ourselves Strange True
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
Strange how it mattered so much, when now it matters so little.
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Important Strange Value
The second I tried to tell myself I wasn’t in love was the moment I realized I was.
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Love Moments Myself Realize
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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Heart Memories Missing Safety Time
Where the strangers we meet, take us down one way streets, and forgetting is something we’re taught.
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Forget Meet Myself Stranger Teaching
The sad thing is,” she said, “the moment you start to miss someone, it means they’re already gone.
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Missing Moments Sadness Yourself
Now I know being close to you was never about the proximity.
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Distance Myself Togetherness
For she is his poet, and he is her poetry.
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Herself Himself Love Poet Poetry
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
If a boy ever says, you remind me of someone–don’t fall in love with him. You will never be anything more than second best.
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Fall In Love Man Option Reminder Value Yourself
I wish I could put a pen in your hand and gently remind you how the world has given you poetry and now you must give it back.
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Hands Poetry Reminder Yourself
I thought you were a keeper, I wish I could have kept you.
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Love Myself Relationship Thinking Yourself
Hands are no longer hands. They are caresses. Mouths are no longer mouths. They are kisses. My name is no longer a name, it is a call. And love is no longer love – love is you.
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Call Hands Kiss Love Name Relationship Yourself
Give me something I can write about.
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Myself Story Writing
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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Award Heart Broken Learning Myself Prize Writing Yourself

Some days I feel like my soul is being pulled in one direction and my heart in another.

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