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The feeling is like the ocean. Sometimes calm and still; other times, it’s a hurricane.

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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 missed you today. Between waking and sleeping, I thought of you.
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I Miss You Myself Sleeping Thinking Wake Up
I will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.
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Celebration Life Moon Myself Sun Whole
I build my walls from the mess they leave.
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Build Leave Mess Myself Wall
It is only the year that is ending. So why does it feel like the world is?
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Ending Feeling Myself World
In cemeteries of memories, our love will lie in caskets.
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Break Up Fade Love Lying Memories Ourselves Time
Doesn’t your soul remain the age you were when you first fell in love?
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Age Fall In Love Soul Yourself
I can’t believe how hard it is. The pain is indescribable. It’s like I’ve been turned into sandstone and my insides are being slowly hollowed out by a chisel and mallet.
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Believe Hard Hollow Indescribable Myself Pain Slow
Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
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Life Way Working Yourself
The most beautiful thing is not when you learn to live without something: it’s the moment you realize you never needed it in the first place.
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Beautiful Learning Live Moments Need Place
To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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Dare Despair Hope Love
You can’t borrow from the future, to make up for the past.
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Borrow Future Motivational Past Time Yourself
But it was now time for her to go away-to find someone who could show her what happiness was.
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Finding Happiness Herself Time
I want you to be happy. I want someone else to know the warmth of your smile, to feel the way I did when I was in your presence.
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Happiness Known Myself Presence Warmth
Let her be herself. Or she will be somebody else’s.
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Be Yourself Herself Identity
Before the tears that tore us, when our history was before us.
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History Ourselves Tears

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