Somehow, there is a sense of comfort in knowing nothing will ever hit me quite as hard again. Nothing will ever be as beautiful, but neither will anything hurt as much.
LANG LEAVThat’s the thing about happiness. It doesn’t require justification.
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I did not know that it was love until I knew.
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We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
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If you have to be with someone at all, then be with someone who makes you feel like you are still in control.
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You only get one chance to fall in love with your heart still whole.
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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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I just hope you realize how much you mean to me. I just wish I could remind you of how beautiful you are. I’m sorry I haven’t told you in so long. But please don’t think I have given up on you. I will never give up on you. My arms are wide open. There is always a place for you here.
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To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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I had no way of knowing, when I was sitting alone in that tiny bedroom, that in just a few short months, I would meet the love of my life: a man who lived across the ocean from me, in a little house by the sea.
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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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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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We all have moments of darkness, moments when we are so unlike ourselves. And like vultures they wait for a slip, a misstep, then they take that part of us and try to convince the world that is all we are.
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The feeling is like the ocean. Sometimes calm and still; other times, it’s a hurricane.
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I’m a stranger in my own life.
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The memory of you is fading, a little at a time, and I can feel myself forgetting.
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Summer was felt a little more; in autumn I began to fall. When winter came with all its white, you were mine to kiss goodnight.
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