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Some days it felt like a burden, to smile for you. To keep the lines of worry from etching into your forehead.

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Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
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Dormant Love Silence Time Volcano
In the wrong hands, your past is a weapon.
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Hands Past Weapon Wrong Yourself
I want you to remember my lips beneath your fingers and how you told me things you never told another soul. I want you to know that I have kept sacred, everything you had entrusted in me and I always will.
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Fingers Known Lips Myself Remember Sacred Soul
Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to know one other.
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Calendar Clock Distance Feeling Known Soul Time Togetherness
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
Before I fell in live with words, with setting skies and singing birds – it was you I fell in love with first.
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Fall Love Myself Sky Word
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
In her eyes, the sadness sings-of one who was destined, for better things.
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Better Destiny Eyes Sadness Sing
Knowing sleep will set it right – if you were not to wake.
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Known Right Sleep Wake Up Yourself
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
When love finds you, it doesn’t come as crashing waves or thunderbolts. It appears as a song on the radio or a particular blue in the sky. It dawns on you slowly, like a warm winter sunrise-where the promise of summer shines out from within.
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Calm Love Peace Slow Sunrise Warm Winter Yourself
There is a savagery to what you feel. It eats you up inside. But you will get through it; you don’t need his mouth to placate you. You don’t need his hands to untangle the butterfly knot in your heart. Your love is a fire that will burn itself out. Let it ravage you.
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Feeling Heart Love Need Savage Willing Yourself
I’m the one having to pander to you. I’m sick of being the one doing all the chasing. I’m not asking you to make me a priority – I know you’ve got a lot going on. But at least meet me halfway.
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Chase Myself Priority Sick Value
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
But tomorrow, tomorrow could be different, and that is what keeps me going today.
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Belief Future Hope Myself
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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Day Finding Heart Break Intense Yourself

Some days it felt like a burden, to smile for you. To keep the lines of worry from etching into your forehead.

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