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The briefest moment shared with you-the longest on my mind.

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I love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.
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I Love You Word Yourself
One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else.
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Connection Day Feeling Oneself Reason
The memory of you is fading, a little at a time, and I can feel myself forgetting.
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Fade Forget Memories Myself Time
I was loved in my dreams last night. It echoed through me like thunder-I felt it through and through.
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Dreams Love Myself Night Thunder
I build my walls from the mess they leave.
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Build Leave Mess Myself Wall
I don’t think all writers are sad, she said. I think it’s the other way around- all sad people write.
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Deep Myself People Poet Sadness Thinking Writing
I loved you once and now I must spend my whole life explaining why.
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Break Up Explanation I Love You Myself
When love finds you, it doesn’t come as crashing waves or thunderbolts. It appears as a song on the radio or a particular blue in the sky. It dawns on you slowly, like a warm winter sunrise-where the promise of summer shines out from within.
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Calm Love Peace Slow Sunrise Warm Winter Yourself
My indecision. I wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
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Decision Enough Myself
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
There are things I miss that I shouldn’t, and things I don’t that I should. Sometimes we want what we couldn’t, sometimes we love what we could.
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I Miss You Love Philosophy
For she is his poet, and he is her poetry.
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Herself Himself Love Poet Poetry
I was there in your forgetting, until I was forgot.
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Forgetting Myself
She was the book that was not written. The sentence that was not scripted. She was the word you wished you could have said.
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Book Scripture Word Writing Yourself
When words run dry, he does not try, nor do I. We are on par. He just is, I just am and we just are.
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Dry Existence Himself Myself Run Word
You said my sadness was like the sun, beautiful from a distance but it hurt you too much to come closer.
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Beautiful Close Hurt Sadness Sun Yourself

The briefest moment shared with you-the longest on my mind.

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