When you don’t have the whole attention of someone, you find yourself begging for it from everyone.
LANG LEAVHe gave her such gifts – not the kind that were put in boxes, but the sort that filled her with imagination, breathing indescribable happiness into her life.
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I will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.
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If you love me for what you see, only your eyes would be in love with me.
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Like time suspended, a wound unmended – you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
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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.
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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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It was beautifully worded and painfully read; the things that were written, were those never said.
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It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
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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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It was words that I fell for. In the end, it was words that broke my heart.
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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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I was loved in my dreams last night. It echoed through me like thunder-I felt it through and through.
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The things that seem to matter less, are the ones we put on show.
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You must emerge from adversity, scathed but victorious to tell your story and, in turn, light the way for others.
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In a sea of strangers, you’ve longed to know me. Your life spent sailing to my shores.
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Our love story comes to me in waves, in movie stills and long summer afternoons spent under a sky of incessant blue. I still think of your eyes in flashes of color, your hands in a frenetic, feverish blur-your smile a mosaic of light and shadow. I still find myself lost in those moments of abstraction.
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