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To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.

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In her eyes, the sadness sings-of one who was destined, for better things.
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Better Destiny Eyes Sadness Sing
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
I think the mysterious pull that draws you to another person is identical to the one that moves our eyes upward to the stars.
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Identity Mystery Stars Thinking Yourself
We will remain unwritten through history, no X will mark us on the map; but in books of prose and poetry, you loved me once, in a paragraph.
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Book History Literature Love Poem Remain Writing Yourself
It was words that I fell for. In the end, it was words that broke my heart.
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End Fall Heart Broken Myself Word Writing
We spoke once about lovers who kept finding each other, no matter how many times the world came between them. And I think I had to break your heart, and you had to break mine. How else could we know the worth of what we were given?
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Break Each Other Finding Lover Myself Thinking World Worth
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
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
He gave her such gifts – not the kind that were put in boxes, but the sort that filled her with imagination, breathing indescribable happiness into her life.
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Breathing Gift Happiness Herself Imagination Indescribable Kind Life
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
And the weather was so damn sick of being predictable; I heard it began snowing in the Sahara and I wanted to tell you that I’ve changed.
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Change Myself Prediction Sick
Searching for the one thing, that would set my sad soul free.
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Free Oneself Sad Search Soul
You must emerge from adversity, scathed but victorious to tell your story and, in turn, light the way for others.
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Adversity Light Story Victory Way Yourself
The things that seem to matter less, are the ones we put on show.
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Oneself Show Value
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
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
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
Isn’t it strange how much of our lives are interchangeable, how little is truly ours.
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Live Ourselves Strange True
Fear isn’t a reason when it comes to love–it’s an excuse. Anyone who has ever been in love will tell you that.
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Excuse Fear Love Reason Yourself
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
I know there is a terrible distance between us. But our bodies are made of stardust, and we are hurtling through space and time, toward the most beautiful collision.
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Beautiful Body Collision Distance Hurt Known Myself Space Time
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
I don’t know how you are so familiar to me-or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before-in another time, a different place, some other existence.
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Difference Different Existence Feeling Impossible Known Love Myself Place Remember Smile
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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Call Hands Kiss Love Name Relationship Yourself
Be patient. Your voice will find its way into the world, not in one loud instance but a steady trickle that turns into a deluge.
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Finding Patience Voice World Yourself
And you said ecstasy was a storm cloud, just before the rain would burst into the night sky, like a thousand aquatic stars-and not one single moment before.
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Burst Cloud Moments Oneself Rain Storm
One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else.
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Connection Day Feeling Oneself Reason

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