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You won’t hear from me again after today, and I don’t want you to worry. I’ll be okay. Because I have to be.

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I still search for you in crowds, in empty fields and soaring clouds. In city lights and passing cars, on winding roads and wishing stars.
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Break Up Crowd Empty Light Missing Myself Search Winding 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
Understand that we must lose our way, over and over, before we can find the best version of ourselves.
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Best Lose Lost Ourselves Understand Version Way
That night, we talked the way old friends do, with candor and ease.
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Friendship Night Talk
I used to think I couldn’t go a day without your smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back.
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Day Love Myself Smile Thinking Time Voice Yourself
When you lose a person, a whole universe goes along with them.
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Break Up Deep Lose Loss Person Universe Yourself
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
It was a kind love, a selfless love. I was a dreamer, and you were a traveler. We met at the crossroads. 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 Kind Love Myself Recognition Selfless Time Traveling Yourself
I learned that writing is the consolation prize you are given when you don’t get the thing you want the most.
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Award Heart Broken Learning Myself Prize Writing Yourself
I know you were born with your heart already broken. But the world began in pieces and somehow made itself whole.
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Born Heart Broken Known Myself Pieces Whole
It is the mark of a great poet to write words that feel as though they have stood witness to your most intimate memory of love.
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Greatness Intimate Love Memories Poet Writing Yourself
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
Have you ever loved a rose, and bled against her thorns; and swear each night to let her go, then love her more by dawn.
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Herself Let Go Love Morning
The sad thing is,” she said, “the moment you start to miss someone, it means they’re already gone.
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Missing Moments Sadness Yourself
I think that bothers me more than anything. That he could look in my eyes and tell me something that is completely contrary to the truth.
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Eyes Myself Thinking Truth
You’re young and there’s still so much ahead. So much uncertainty and doubt. It keeps you up at night-this wild, restless feeling. But you don’t know how free you are. For this short, miraculous time, you have no one to answer to, nothing to lose. You belong wholly to yourself.
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Doubt Feeling Lose Miracle Time Young Yourself

You won’t hear from me again after today, and I don’t want you to worry. I’ll be okay. Because I have to be.

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