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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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You know, missing someone can sometimes be the best thing for a writer.
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Best Missing 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
I hope someday you will find me and remember what I once meant to you.
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Finding Hope Myself Remember
I thought you were a keeper, I wish I could have kept you.
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Love Myself Relationship Thinking Yourself
Strange how it mattered so much, when now it matters so little.
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Important Strange Value
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
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
Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.
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Name Oneself See Stop Thinking Yourself
I did not know that it was love until I knew.
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Known Love Myself
The greatest heartache comes from loving another soul, they said, beyond reason, beyond doubt, with no hope of salvation.
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Heart Broken Hope Intense Love Relationship Salvation Soul
Every day I measure the weight of my past against the present and feel the drag of what could have been.
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Day Drag Measurement Myself Past Present
I have buried myself so deep in my words that sometimes I can’t tell if I am the person writing or the one hiding between the lines.
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Bury Hide Myself Person Poem Word Writing
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
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
Do you remember the song that was playing the night we met? No, but I remember every song I have heard since you left.
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Myself Night Remember Song
I’m a stranger in my own life.
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Life Myself Stranger
To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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Dare Despair Hope Love
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
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Darkness Heard Life Reply Silence Time
Sometimes the loneliest place to be is in love.
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Lonely Love Place Time
I don’t think about myself as much as I used to. I guess that’s a good thing. I only think about the things that are missing from me.
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Goodness Missing Myself Thinking
If you love my heart and mind, then you would love me, for all that I’m. But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.
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Flaw Heart Love Mindset Myself
The words I heard from you today, are said when there’s nothing left to say. What I would give to make you stay, I would give it all away.
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Break Up Day Love Myself Stay
Who you love and who loves you back determines so much in your life.
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Determination Life Love Relationship Yourself
Loving you is like being ten years old again, scaling a tree with my eyes bright and skyward, wanting only to get higher and higher, without a thought of how I would get back down.
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Eyes Intense Love Myself Relationship Thinking Tree
That night, we talked the way old friends do, with candor and ease.
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Friendship Night Talk
Knowing sleep will set it right – if you were not to wake.
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Known Right Sleep Wake Up Yourself
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

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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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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