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The second I tried to tell myself I wasn’t in love was the moment I realized I was.

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I’m the one having to pander to you. I’m sick of being the one doing all the chasing. I’m not asking you to make me a priority – I know you’ve got a lot going on. But at least meet me halfway.
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Chase Myself Priority Sick Value
The greatest injustice I have suffered has come under the pretense of love.
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Abuse Greatness Injustice Love Pretend
When you don’t have the whole attention of someone, you find yourself begging for it from everyone.
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Attention Beg Finding Yourself
I used to think people were like lighthouses. That they were there to protect you. But they’re no. People are lime whirlpools. They pull you in; they drag you under. You have to work so hard just to keep your head above water.
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Deep Hard Lighthouse People Philosophy Protection Safety Struggle Thinking Water Yourself
Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
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Dormant Love Silence Time Volcano
I was there in your forgetting, until I was forgot.
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Forgetting Myself
To never do the things I’ve done that once had led to my undoing.
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Action Destruction Myself Work
The ache will always be there, but the intensity will fade, and you’ll find other beautiful things to fill your days with.
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Day Finding Heart Break Intense Yourself
It was beautifully worded and painfully read; the things that were written, were those never said.
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Beautiful Myself Pain Reading Word
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
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
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
Somehow, there is a sense of comfort in knowing nothing will ever hit me quite as hard again. Nothing will ever be as beautiful, but neither will anything hurt as much.
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Beautiful Comfortable Hurt Known Myself Willing
And I sighed and wept for what could not be–and for all that could have been.
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Cry Dream Future Myself Sadness
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
For she is his poet, and he is her poetry.
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Herself Himself Love Poet Poetry

The second I tried to tell myself I wasn’t in love was the moment I realized I was.

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