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Strange how it mattered so much, when now it matters so little.

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I want you to remember my lips beneath your fingers and how you told me things you never told another soul. I want you to know that I have kept sacred, everything you had entrusted in me and I always will.
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Fingers Known Lips Myself Remember Sacred Soul
Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
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Dormant Love Silence Time Volcano
When two souls fall in love, there is nothing else but the yearning to be close to the other. The presence that is felt through a hand held, a voice heard, or a smile seen.
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Fall In Love Feeling Hands Presence Smile Soul Voice
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
That night, we talked the way old friends do, with candor and ease.
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Friendship Night Talk
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
Before the tears that tore us, when our history was before us.
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History Ourselves Tears
There are days when the melancholy settles on you like a sudden change in weather. The kind of sadness that is intangible. Like the presence of an ache where you can’t pinpoint exactly where it hurts, you just know it does.
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Change Day Hurt Kind Known Sadness Yourself
Our emotions pull us in different directions. The stronger the emotion, the greater the pull. Feelings are not always practical, nor do they make any logical sense. That’s just the way it goes.
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Different Direction Emotion Logic Practice Way
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 Love Myself Plane Recognition Smile
She can feel it down to her very core-this is her time. She will not only climb mountains-she will move them too.
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Feeling Herself Inspirational Intense Mountain Movement
you cannot control the depth of a wound another inflicts upon you.
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Depth Inflict Wound Yourself
I think there is a sense of ownership in knowing, isn’t there? You let people in, and they claim parts of you-they fly their flag over uncharted territory and from then onward-you cease to belong wholly to yourself.
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Known People Self Love Thinking Whole Yourself
How much love is a person capable of giving? I thought I knew the answer until I met you.
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Capability Love Myself Person
Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
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Life Way Working Yourself
Some pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future.
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Future Past Pieces Present Whisper Yourself

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