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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.

Lang Leav

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
I had no way of knowing, when I was sitting alone in that tiny bedroom, that in just a few short months, I would meet the love of my life: a man who lived across the ocean from me, in a little house by the sea.
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Known Love Man Miracle Myself Relationship
We number our days and divide our seasons. We endlessly define what it is to be in love. When in truth, spring blurs into summer and always has, long before that line was ever drawn.
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Day Definition Division Love Myself Summer
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
Every day I measure the weight of my past against the present and feel the drag of what could have been.
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Day Drag Measurement Myself Past Present
And if you’ve forgotten, let me remind you. How love never really ends. How your heart breaks the same way it beats, again and again, and again.
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Break End Forget Reminder Yourself
There is one who you belong to, whose love- there is no song for.
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Love Relationship Song True Yourself
For she is his poet, and he is her poetry.
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Herself Himself Love Poet Poetry
We all have moments of darkness, moments when we are so unlike ourselves. And like vultures they wait for a slip, a misstep, then they take that part of us and try to convince the world that is all we are.
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Darkness Moments Ourselves Vulture World
Maybe we slip in and out of alternate worlds through our minds and our imaginations, picking up scar tissue from other dimensions.
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Dimension Imagination Mindset Ourselves Pick Scars World
There is a savagery to what you feel. It eats you up inside. But you will get through it; you don’t need his mouth to placate you. You don’t need his hands to untangle the butterfly knot in your heart. Your love is a fire that will burn itself out. Let it ravage you.
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Feeling Heart Love Need Savage Willing Yourself
You’re still crying about him aren’t you? Silly girl. What good will it do you to spill those sky blu tears? You meant either everything to him or absolutely nothing at all.
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Break Up Cry Goodness Man Past Yourself
Sometimes the loneliest place to be is in love.
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Lonely Love Place Time
Knowing sleep will set it right – if you were not to wake.
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Known Right Sleep Wake Up Yourself
You were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.
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Fall Myself Rise Worth
It’s so dark right now, I can’t see any light around me. That’s because the light is coming from you. You can’t see it but everyone else can.
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Darkness Inspirational Light Motivational Myself See Yourself
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
Of all you’ve used against me, the worst has been my words.
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Word Worst Yourself
If you have to be with someone at all, then be with someone who makes you feel like you are still in control.
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Control Feeling Togetherness Yourself
Here and now I love you, for the moment you have my heart. But you are entitled to my future, you have no ownership of my past.
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Future Heart I Love You Moments Myself Ownership Past
You talk to me in riddles, I will answer you in rhyme. I loved you for a little- I will love you for all time.
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Answer Love Rhyme Talk Time Yourself
The things that seem to matter less, are the ones we put on show.
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Oneself Show Value
I have always thought of memories as fragments, like colored glass shards in a kaleidoscope. It is the source of great beauty in our lives, yet the cause of such heartache. It remains the bridge between our past and present – it gives weight and dimension to our very existence.
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Beautiful Color Dimension Existence Fragment Glass Greatness Heart Broken Memories Ourselves Source
That’s the thing about happiness. It doesn’t require justification.
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Happiness Justification
I don’t know if what we had was love, but if it wasn’t, I hope never to fall in love. Because of you, I know I am too fragile to bear it.
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Fragile Love Myself Relationship Togetherness Yourself
The briefest moment shared with you-the longest on my mind.
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Brief Mindset Moments Myself Share
Take me someplace where I can feel something-I want to give away my heart. Tell me his name so I can know love when it speaks to me. Give me someone I can write about.
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Feeling Heart Heart Broken Myself Name Place Writing

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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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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