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We spoke once about lovers who kept finding each other, no matter how many times the world came between them. And I think I had to break your heart, and you had to break mine. How else could we know the worth of what we were given?

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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
Remember, your words are your power. Never forget your words.
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Forget Power Remember Word
It was words that I fell for. In the end, it was words that broke my heart.
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End Fall Heart Broken Myself Word Writing
People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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People Poet Sadness Writing
In a sea of strangers, you’ve longed to know me. Your life spent sailing to my shores.
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Known Life Sailing Sea Shore Stranger
There are days when the melancholy settles on you like a sudden change in weather. The kind of sadness that is intangible. Like the presence of an ache where you can’t pinpoint exactly where it hurts, you just know it does.
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Change Day Hurt Kind Known Sadness Yourself
You’re young and there’s still so much ahead. So much uncertainty and doubt. It keeps you up at night-this wild, restless feeling. But you don’t know how free you are. For this short, miraculous time, you have no one to answer to, nothing to lose. You belong wholly to yourself.
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Doubt Feeling Lose Miracle Time Young Yourself
Now that you have it all, do you ever wish you could go back to when you had it simple?
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Simplicity Yourself
And the weather was so damn sick of being predictable; I heard it began snowing in the Sahara and I wanted to tell you that I’ve changed.
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Change Myself Prediction Sick
Have you ever loved a rose, and bled against her thorns; and swear each night to let her go, then love her more by dawn.
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Herself Let Go Love Morning
It was a kind love, a selfless love. I was a dreamer, and you were a traveler. We met at the crossroads. I saw love in your smile, and I recognized it for the first time in my life. But you had a plane to catch, and I was already home.
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Catch Home Kind Love Myself Recognition Selfless Time Traveling Yourself
For me, that was the death of the word, or; because now, there is no other. It was the end of the word, and; for I love only you.
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Death I Love You Relationship
We all need to follow our intuition, even if it takes us down the wrong path. Otherwise, you’ll always be second-guessing yourself.
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Follow Intuition Need Path Wrong Yourself
I don’t know if what we had was love, but if it wasn’t, I hope never to fall in love. Because of you, I know I am too fragile to bear it.
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Fragile Love Myself Relationship Togetherness Yourself
I think there is a sense of ownership in knowing, isn’t there? You let people in, and they claim parts of you-they fly their flag over uncharted territory and from then onward-you cease to belong wholly to yourself.
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Known People Self Love Thinking Whole Yourself
To never do the things I’ve done that once had led to my undoing.
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Action Destruction Myself Work

We spoke once about lovers who kept finding each other, no matter how many times the world came between them. And I think I had to break your heart, and you had to break mine. How else could we know the worth of what we were given?

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We spoke once about lovers who kept finding each other, no matter how many times the world came between them. And I think I had to break your heart, and you had to break mine. How else could we know the worth of what we were given?

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