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I don’t know how you are so familiar to me-or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before-in another time, a different place, some other existence.

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I build my walls from the mess they leave.
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Build Leave Mess Myself Wall
It was a question I had worn on my lips for days – like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn’t resist pulling – despite knowing it could all unravel around me. “Do you love me, I ask?” In your hesitation I found my answer.
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Finding Hesitate Lips Love Myself Question Sweater
The greatest heartache comes from loving another soul, they said, beyond reason, beyond doubt, with no hope of salvation.
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Heart Broken Hope Intense Love Relationship Salvation Soul
We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
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Clock Different Time Togetherness
Some days it felt like a burden, to smile for you. To keep the lines of worry from etching into your forehead.
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Burden Feeling Smile Worry Yourself
Hands are no longer hands. They are caresses. Mouths are no longer mouths. They are kisses. My name is no longer a name, it is a call. And love is no longer love – love is you.
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Call Hands Kiss Love Name Relationship Yourself
She would fondly call him her Frankenstein, this man who was a patchwork of all the things she had ever longed for.
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Herself Man Patch Work
Let her be herself. Or she will be somebody else’s.
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Be Yourself Herself Identity
That’s the thing about happiness. It doesn’t require justification.
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Happiness Justification
The ache will always be there, but the intensity will fade, and you’ll find other beautiful things to fill your days with.
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Day Finding Heart Break Intense Yourself
I wish I could put a pen in your hand and gently remind you how the world has given you poetry and now you must give it back.
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Hands Poetry Reminder Yourself
I have given so much to things that weren’t worth my time. When all along, it’s the people I love that I should have carried.
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Carry Love Myself People Time Worth
I did not know that it was love until I knew.
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Known Love Myself
The second I tried to tell myself I wasn’t in love was the moment I realized I was.
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Love Moments Myself Realize
I have happened in so many places, to so many people – the essence of me lives on in these nuances, these moments.
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Essence Live Moments Myself People Place
I’m a stranger in my own life.
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Life Myself Stranger

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