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.
LANG LEAVYou 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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In time she will learn, not to miss them.
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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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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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It was a question I had worn on my lips for days – like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn’t resist pulling – despite knowing it could all unravel around me. “Do you love me, I ask?” In your hesitation I found my answer.
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There is one who you belong to, whose love- there is no song for.
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I want you to be happy. I want someone else to know the warmth of your smile, to feel the way I did when I was in your presence.
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Don’t let them tell you that your pain should be confined to the past, that it bears no relevance to the present.
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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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I have given so much to things that weren’t worth my time. When all along, it’s the people I love that I should have carried.
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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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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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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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Hands are no longer hands. They are caresses. Mouths are no longer mouths. They are kisses. My name is no longer a name, it is a call. And love is no longer love – love is you.
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The distance from you is measured in how far I’ve come.
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