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I love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.

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Here’s the story of my life. Hoping they would care about me or wishing they wouldn’t care so much.
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Care Hope Life Myself Story
Sometimes the loneliest place to be is in love.
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Lonely Love Place Time
Yes, I think it is entirely possible to fall in love with someone you’ve never met. Physicality is an expression of intimacy- not an indication of it.
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Expression Fall In Love Intimate Myself Possible Thinking
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
Like time suspended, a wound unmended – you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
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End Life Myself Time Wound
Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
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Life Way Working Yourself
Don’t stay where you are needed. Go where you are loved.
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Love Need Stay Yourself
Let her be herself. Or she will be somebody else’s.
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Be Yourself Herself Identity
People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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People Poet Sadness Writing
If any person claims to have loved twice in all their life – they have not loved at all.
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Break Up Life Love Person
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
If a boy ever says, you remind me of someone–don’t fall in love with him. You will never be anything more than second best.
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Fall In Love Man Option Reminder Value Yourself
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
Our love story comes to me in waves, in movie stills and long summer afternoons spent under a sky of incessant blue. I still think of your eyes in flashes of color, your hands in a frenetic, feverish blur-your smile a mosaic of light and shadow. I still find myself lost in those moments of abstraction.
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Abstraction Hands Light Love Moments Ourselves Shadow Wave
That’s the thing about writers – on one hand everything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is.
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Hands Oneself Sacred Writing
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

I love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.

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I love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.

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