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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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Because someday, in one way or another, you will be taken from me or I you.
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Way Willing Yourself
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
My father was a house,my mother was a home.
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Family Father Home Mom Myself
It was a kind love, a selfless love. I was a dreamer, and you were a traveler. We met at the crossroads. I saw love in your smile, and I recognized it for the first time in my life. But you had a plane to catch, and I was already home.
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Catch Home Kind Love Myself Recognition Selfless Time Traveling Yourself
Some Time Out The time may not be prime for us, though you are a special person. We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock, in unison.
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Different Important Love Prime Time Togetherness
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
And I told him, if I am so hard to love, then let me run wild.
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Hard Love Myself Run Wild
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
It is the mark of a great poet to write words that feel as though they have stood witness to your most intimate memory of love.
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Greatness Intimate Love Memories Poet Writing Yourself
But how could I have stopped him from taking what was already his?
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Himself Limitation Stop
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
Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
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Life Way Working Yourself
We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
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Clock Different Time Togetherness
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
Of all you’ve used against me, the worst has been my words.
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Word Worst Yourself
I know you are scared. Who could blame you? Love is a hurricane wrapped inside a chrysalis. And you are a girl walking into the storm.
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Hurricane Known Love Scare Storm Walk

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