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Your love was the kind of love too beautiful to touch and too wild to let go.

C.R. Elliott

Love is the only thing that can break us down as much as it can lift us up.
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
Don’t worry my dear, the sun will rise again and so will your heart from these dark places.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
Is it just me or do the stars shine brighter when we are beneath them.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
I want you to bury your sorrows in the depths of my embrace.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
I swear the stars align at night just to see you smile.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Alignment Night See Smile Stars Swear Yourself
Love yourself enough even on the days when the light disappears from your eyes.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Disappear Enough Eyes Light Love Yourself
I strive to wake up every single morning saying to myself – you got this shit.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Morning Strive Wake Up Yourself
Change shouldn’t scare you, but the thought of staying the same should.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
Being around their presence means shit if their heart is miles apart.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Distance Heart Presence Togetherness
Your love was more of a funeral of hearts than a union of souls.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
You can pick my flower but my roots will remain and I will keep blooming – there is no stopping me now.
C.R. ELLIOTT

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

Anand Thakur
I carry you do deep inside my heart that with every heartbeat I hear an echo of your name.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
Let them go, but keep yourself whole.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
The fire in your bones, will fuel the light in your heart that will make flowers bloom from your soul.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur

Your love was the kind of love too beautiful to touch and too wild to let go.

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