Here’s the story of my life. Hoping they would care about me or wishing they wouldn’t care so much.
LANG LEAVThat’s the thing about writers – on one hand everything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is.
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It was beautifully worded and painfully read; the things that were written, were those never said.
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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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My indecision. I wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
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It should be my right to mourn someone who has yet to leave this world but no longer wants to be part of mine.
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Sometimes the loneliest place to be is in love.
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That’s the thing about happiness. It doesn’t require justification.
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Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
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She was the book that was not written. The sentence that was not scripted. She was the word you wished you could have said.
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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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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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When in truth, it is the transparency that kills you. The pain of seeing through to something you can never quite touch.
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Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to know one other.
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We number our days and divide our seasons. We endlessly define what it is to be in love. When in truth, spring blurs into summer and always has, long before that line was ever drawn.
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Here and now I love you, for the moment you have my heart. But you are entitled to my future, you have no ownership of my past.
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Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
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Some days it felt like a burden, to smile for you. To keep the lines of worry from etching into your forehead.
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To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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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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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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I know how hard it is to have to love someone in secret.
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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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Because sooner or later, all kinds of love – crazy love, wild love- fade into the same thing. The love becomes old and predictable -safe.
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When words run dry, he does not try, nor do I. We are on par. He just is, I just am and we just are.
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Yes, we took it all for granted-but isn’t that such a blessed thing? When you’re not even thinking about what you have, because you never imagine you someday won’t.
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Give me something I can write about.
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The only ones they can turn against you are those who were never with you.
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