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Your love was more of a funeral of hearts than a union of souls.

C.R. Elliott

If you see me happy, laughing, or in love then please, don’t disturb me.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
She’s a queen that grew in storms. Her heart may be drenched in rain, but her soul holds power of thunder, so you better pray you never see her lightening.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
There was this wild beauty inside her that tamed my demons and made them dream of halos.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
All I want is you and me wrapped in embrace for all eternity.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
You’re not meant to be broken but you are meant to be rebuilt.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
You are a beautiful rose, and strong like a mountain. So don’t let anyone rob you of your petals, and take away your colors that you hold so dear, next to your beating heart.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
It kills me to know, that I healed your broken heart just so you could walk away and beat someone else’s name.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
Never give too much of yourself to someone else – the power should always stay with you.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Power Stay Yourself
I’m not broken, I am just reshaping into something better, brighter, bolder.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Better Break Heart Broken Myself Perspective
I strive to wake up every single morning saying to myself – you got this shit.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Morning Strive Wake Up Yourself
Do your soul a favor and smile with your heart.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Happiness Heart Smile Soul
She’s the one that is always there, the one that carried you inside and gave you life.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
I want to get lost with you, the kind of lost where we find ourselves.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Finding Kind Lost Ourselves
All I need is your touch to feel alive and to get drunk off your presence.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
In this body I built a temple, in this skin I found a home.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
Your love was the kind of love too beautiful to touch and too wild to let go.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Beautiful Kind Let Go Love Touch Wild

Your love was more of a funeral of hearts than a union of souls.

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