Not yet is not no. It is still possible that tomorrow will be more precious than yesterday.
ALEXANDRA HEATHER FOSSAnd one life time hardly feels enough to love you.
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What I most wanted with you was our shot.
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Together meant forever when spent with you.
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Dreams can grow from nightmares.
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Love should never be a one way road.
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Let your life be the creation of art.
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Love holds on when everything else lets go.
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Never burn a bridge you may one day want to cross.
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And whenever my mind wanders, it is always to you.
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Try to believe that still within you are flowers left to bloom.
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Love is a choice our heart makes without our permission.
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Love is safety to share all our colors.
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I love the way your soul fits with mine.
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The end came in the middle of our story.
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A memory can’t hold you at night.
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I want words I can stand on.
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Don’t confuse temporary interest for permanent caring.
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There are stars in my heart shining for you.
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Maybe we are supposed to break, so that through our cracks our flowers can grow.
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Your eyes told me stories you have never shared with anyone.
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Stay close to the people that feel like home.
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I know what love is, because of you.
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Dreams are built, and hearts are broken, by things that are said, but not meant.
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Let us open to each other like flowers to the sun.
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Some truths taste better with bourbon.
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I like things with history, and a lot of soul.
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Our love lives forever In the land of lost poetry.
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