We spoke once about lovers who kept finding each other, no matter how many times the world came between them. And I think I had to break your heart, and you had to break mine. How else could we know the worth of what we were given?
LANG LEAVI used to think people were like lighthouses. That they were there to protect you. But they’re no. People are lime whirlpools. They pull you in; they drag you under. You have to work so hard just to keep your head above water.
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One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else.
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But you’re not the kind of girl who builds her house from sticks; you are a fortress, stubborn and strong. Do not give away the keys to the kingdom to anyone less than a king.
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How much love is a person capable of giving? I thought I knew the answer until I met you.
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I loved you once and now I must spend my whole life explaining why.
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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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If you love me for what you see, only your eyes would be in love with me.
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And I told him, if I am so hard to love, then let me run wild.
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And the weather was so damn sick of being predictable; I heard it began snowing in the Sahara and I wanted to tell you that I’ve changed.
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Here and now I love you, for the moment you have my heart. But you are entitled to my future, you have no ownership of my past.
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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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The sad thing is,” she said, “the moment you start to miss someone, it means they’re already gone.
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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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I have always thought of memories as fragments, like colored glass shards in a kaleidoscope. It is the source of great beauty in our lives, yet the cause of such heartache. It remains the bridge between our past and present – it gives weight and dimension to our very existence.
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That night, we talked the way old friends do, with candor and ease.
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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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