I asked god, “why do we sin?” God replied, “The roses in the garden smell delightfully, but in your vase, they rot, just like people in conditions that don’t belong to them.”
ANI SHAHVERDYANWhat is perfect love if not loving each others imperfections perfectly?
More Ani Shahverdyan Quotes
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Violet is the color of the deepest dreams the synonym of too much love. Violet is the pain we willingly let in and the promises we’ll never break.
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To all those who ever wished to hurt me, “ I am sorry that you broke when you hit me.”
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She was too much for you…Pouring her love onto you, she thought she would quench your thirst, but you drowned…She didn’t know your heart was just a shot glass and not a continent.
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The irony is that we had more intimacy when apart.
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What I love the most about us is that we are fully committed to each other without losing ourselves.
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I became your melancholy your unfinished symphony its better to leave undone rather than knowing I did my best yet wasn’t enough.
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They said my success happened naturally, but who said nature is easy?
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We used to play with barbies and when we grew up, we willingly became dolls in the hands of men, i guess we just miss our childhood games.
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Have the brave heart to dream so freely, that the memories of the future weight heavier than the ones from the past.
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And I would lie on your chest for hours and dream about the world in your arms but your thoughts were in another world.
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The night is young we can keep talking till morning but lets change to the body language instead.
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Honey, you are so sweet that I suspect you want to poison me.
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Sometimes all you need is a little madness to speak your mind…
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My words fly around you like the annoying flies that only exist to disturb the silence and bite sometimes. When did I become so small
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Don’t write about me I was never meant to be your poem.
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