Remember when Hershey was the only kiss we were looking for.
AMANDA KARCH- I never liked nicknames until mine crossed your lips like sugar.
AMANDA KARCH
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I never liked nicknames until mine crossed your lips like sugar.
More Amanda Karch Quotes
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Remember when Hershey was the only kiss we were looking for.
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Longing made a home in my body.
AMANDA KARCHLonging made a home in my body.
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Tied up by my heartstrings, I can’t break free from feelings – the restraints too tight, the love too strong.
AMANDA KARCHTied up by my heartstrings, I can’t break free from feelings – the restraints too tight, the love too strong.
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It’s the simple things creating pockets of serenity in a world of uncertainty.
AMANDA KARCHIt’s the simple things creating pockets of serenity in a world of uncertainty.
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If creativity calls, you answer. Otherwise, the words are lost to you forever.
AMANDA KARCHIf creativity calls, you answer. Otherwise, the words are lost to you forever.
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Don’t shame a woman for speaking her truth because it should be universal.
AMANDA KARCHDon’t shame a woman for speaking her truth because it should be universal.
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Without you, I’m lost.
AMANDA KARCHWithout you, I’m lost.
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I never knew love till my eyes met yours and I saw me forever in the reflection.
AMANDA KARCHI never knew love till my eyes met yours and I saw me forever in the reflection.
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I stay up waiting and maybe that’s why I can’t sleep.
AMANDA KARCHI stay up waiting and maybe that’s why I can’t sleep.
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I never liked nicknames until mine crossed your lips like sugar.
AMANDA KARCHI never liked nicknames until mine crossed your lips like sugar.
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Look at our story: It is enduring.
AMANDA KARCHLook at our story: It is enduring.
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I could write another love poem but my metaphors get mixed like the drinks I had the night that more than our paths crossed – strongly.
AMANDA KARCHI could write another love poem but my metaphors get mixed like the drinks I had the night that more than our paths crossed – strongly.
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What is a home if it isn’t waking up next to you?
AMANDA KARCHWhat is a home if it isn’t waking up next to you?
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Holy power, but more than water droplets, a whole fucking wave.
AMANDA KARCHHoly power, but more than water droplets, a whole fucking wave.
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Will you wither or will you thrive when the sun hides behind clouds?
AMANDA KARCHWill you wither or will you thrive when the sun hides behind clouds?
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Let them run wild like the free spirits they are.
AMANDA KARCHLet them run wild like the free spirits they are.
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