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I don’t want to be in a relationship where I feel the constant need to explain myself. I don’t want to live in a world like that either.

Lang Leav

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
What I feel for you is at once the expression of language and the absence of it.
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Absence Expression Feeling Language Myself
You were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.
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Fall Myself Rise Worth
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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Age Growth Kind Love Old Prediction Safety Soon Time Wild
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
Because someday, in one way or another, you will be taken from me or I you.
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Way Willing Yourself
Some pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future.
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Future Past Pieces Present Whisper Yourself
You can’t borrow from the future, to make up for the past.
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Borrow Future Motivational Past Time Yourself
And I sighed and wept for what could not be–and for all that could have been.
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Cry Dream Future Myself Sadness
Give me something I can write about.
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Myself Story Writing
It was the year you learned that shooting stars were either a blessing or a curse, depending on what you wanted to believe.
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Believe Blessing Curse Learning 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
You can create something that is pure genius, but you have to get your timing right.
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Creation Genius Pure Right Timing 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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Beautiful Color Dimension Existence Fragment Glass Greatness Heart Broken Memories Ourselves Source
How do I thank my mother for giving me the life she desperately wanted to give herself.
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Desperate Herself Life Mom Thankful
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

I don’t want to be in a relationship where I feel the constant need to explain myself. I don’t want to live in a world like that either.

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I don’t want to be in a relationship where I feel the constant need to explain myself. I don’t want to live in a world like that either.

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