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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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You were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.
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Fall Myself Rise Worth
Doesn’t your soul remain the age you were when you first fell in love?
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Age Fall In Love Soul Yourself
I will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.
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Celebration Life Moon Myself Sun Whole
People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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People Poet Sadness Writing
Who you love and who loves you back determines so much in your life.
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Determination Life Love Relationship Yourself
Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to know one other.
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Calendar Clock Distance Feeling Known Soul Time Togetherness
Strange how it mattered so much, when now it matters so little.
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Important Strange Value
Before the tears that tore us, when our history was before us.
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History Ourselves Tears
I have buried myself so deep in my words that sometimes I can’t tell if I am the person writing or the one hiding between the lines.
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Bury Hide Myself Person Poem Word Writing
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
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Darkness Heard Life Reply Silence Time
I do know there are all kinds of barriers to love. I do believe the world needs less of them.
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Barrier Kind Love Myself Need
And I sighed and wept for what could not be–and for all that could have been.
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Cry Dream Future Myself Sadness
We spoke once about lovers who kept finding each other, no matter how many times the world came between them. And I think I had to break your heart, and you had to break mine. How else could we know the worth of what we were given?
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Break Each Other Finding Lover Myself Thinking World Worth
You are a writer bleeding words onto a page. And the ones who hate you will trample on that page. And the ones who love you will cut you, to keep you bleeding.
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Blood Page Writing Yourself
Your first love isn’t the first person you give your heart to- it’s the first one who breaks it.
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Deep Heart Broken Love Oneself Yourself
Because someday, in one way or another, you will be taken from me or I you.
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Way Willing Yourself

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