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You were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.

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The distance from you is measured in how far I’ve come.
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Break Up Distance Measurement Myself
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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End Life Myself Time Wound
Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
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Dormant Love Silence Time Volcano
But it was now time for her to go away-to find someone who could show her what happiness was.
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Finding Happiness Herself Time
The sad thing is,” she said, “the moment you start to miss someone, it means they’re already gone.
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Missing Moments Sadness Yourself
That’s the thing about writers – on one hand everything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is.
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Hands Oneself Sacred Writing
I don’t think all writers are sad, she said. I think it’s the other way around- all sad people write.
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Deep Myself People Poet Sadness Thinking Writing
Some Time Out The time may not be prime for us, though you are a special person. We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock, in unison.
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Different Important Love Prime Time Togetherness
To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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Dare Despair Hope Love
And I told him, if I am so hard to love, then let me run wild.
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Hard Love Myself Run Wild
A book travels for days, for years, sometimes for centuries to meet you at an exact point in time.
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Book Point Reading Time Travel
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
The feeling is like the ocean. Sometimes calm and still; other times, it’s a hurricane.
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Calm Feeling Hurricane Ocean Time
Your first love isn’t the first person you give your heart to- it’s the first one who breaks it.
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Deep Heart Broken Love Oneself Yourself
I don’t think about myself as much as I used to. I guess that’s a good thing. I only think about the things that are missing from me.
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Goodness Missing Myself Thinking
Why do you write? he asked. So I can take my love for you and give it to the world, I reply. Because you won’t take it from me.
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Himself Love Myself World Writing

You were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.

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