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

C.R. Elliott

She’s the kind of girl that makes you fall in love with life just by watching her live hers.
C.R. ELLIOTT

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

Anand Thakur
Her smile can cure every heartache and pull a man out of depression – or atleast it did with me.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Cure Depression Heart Broken Myself Smile
She is the storm and the rainbow that comes after.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
First you must build a home in yourself before you start inviting people in.
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
Darling, you don’t fear love, you fear of loving wrong.
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
I carry you do deep inside my heart that with every heartbeat I hear an echo of your name.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
I got lost in her eyes and frankly I was exactly where I wanted to be.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Eyes Lost Myself
I want to get lost with you, the kind of lost where we find ourselves.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Finding Kind Lost Ourselves
You’re not meant to be broken but you are meant to be rebuilt.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
I am done begging people to stay in my life and I am done begging to be a part of theirs.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Beg Life Myself People Stay
I love you in the evening, I miss you in the morning and in between, I run wild with you in my dreams.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Dreams Love Myself Run Wild Yourself
If you see me happy, laughing, or in love then please, don’t disturb me.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
While others tried to tame her wild, she carries inside her, I only wished I could be a part of it.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Carry Myself Support Tame Wild

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