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I kissed him, trying to bring him back. I kissed him and let my lips rest against his so that our breath mingled and the tears from my eyes became salt on his skin, and I told myself that, somewhere, tiny particles of him would become tiny particles of me, ingested, swallowed, alive, perpetual.

Jojo Moyes

if you had your mother at your back, you’d be okay. Some deep-rooted part of you would know you were loved. That you deserved to be loved.
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Back Deep Deserve Know Love Mother Okay Root
The kind of laugh that spoke of a conspiracy.
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Conspiracy Kind Laugh Spoke
I just tried to be, tried to absorb the man I loved through osmosis, tried to imprint what I had left of him on myself. I did not speak.
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Absorb Imprintleft Love Man Myself Osmosis Speak Try
I thought anything might happen if I wasn’t vigilant. I didn’t eat. I didn’t go out. I didn’t want to see anyone. But I survived, Paul.
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Anyone Anything Country Happen might People Person Survive Thought Vigilant Want
I told him I loved him,” she said, her voice dropping to a whisper. “And he just said it wasn’t enough.” Her eyes were wide and bleak . “How am I supposed to live with that?
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Bleak Drop Enough Eye Love Suppose Told Voice Whisper Wide
Believe me, you have to have a certain confidence in your powers of descretion to let a dentist loose with a drill in your mouth less than an hour after you’ve…um…entertained his wife.
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Believe Certain Dentist Description Drill Hour Joke Less Loose Mouth Power
Do I do this to you?, he wondered, as he watched her eat. Or is this just the relief of being out from under the forbidden eye of that husband of yours?
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End Forbidden Husband Just relief Watch Wonder
When you put someone down all the time, eventually they stop listening to the sensible stuff.
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All Day Done Listen Sensible Someone Stop Stuff Time
But just as nature abhors a vacuum — so does the human heart.
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Abhor Heart Human Just Nature Vacumn
I know this isn’t a conventional love story.
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Conventional Know Love Story
I was once told by someone wise that writing is perilous as you cannot always guarantee your words will be read in the spirit in which they were written.
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Guarantee Once Perilous Read Someone Spirit Told Walkways Wise Worse Writing Written
Knowing you still have possibilities is a luxury. Knowing I might have given them to you has alleviated something for me.
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Allevited Give Know Luxury Possibilities Something
…I told him a story of two people. Two people who shouldn’t have met, and who didn’t like each other much when they did, but who found they were the only two people in the world who could possibly have understood each other.
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Each Found Like Met Much Other People Story Told Understand
There was nothing left for me to do. Do you know how hard it is to say nothing ? When every atom of you strains to do the opposite?
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Atom Left Myself Nothing Say Speak
They began to tune up, and suddenly the auditorium was filled with a single sound.
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Auditorium Began Fill Single Sound Suddenly Tune
You have all grown up expecting things to go your way almost instantaneously.
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Almost Except Grown Instantaneously Thing Way

I kissed him, trying to bring him back. I kissed him and let my lips rest against his so that our breath mingled and the tears from my eyes became salt on his skin, and I told myself that, somewhere, tiny particles of him would become tiny particles of me, ingested, swallowed, alive, perpetual.

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I kissed him, trying to bring him back. I kissed him and let my lips rest against his so that our breath mingled and the tears from my eyes became salt on his skin, and I told myself that, somewhere, tiny particles of him would become tiny particles of me, ingested, swallowed, alive, perpetual.

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