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.
LANG LEAVHow much love is a person capable of giving? I thought I knew the answer until I met you.
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Strange how it mattered so much, when now it matters so little.
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But you’re not the kind of girl who builds her house from sticks; you are a fortress, stubborn and strong. Do not give away the keys to the kingdom to anyone less than a king.
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Maybe we slip in and out of alternate worlds through our minds and our imaginations, picking up scar tissue from other dimensions.
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I just hope you realize how much you mean to me. I just wish I could remind you of how beautiful you are. I’m sorry I haven’t told you in so long. But please don’t think I have given up on you. I will never give up on you. My arms are wide open. There is always a place for you here.
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If a boy ever says, you remind me of someone–don’t fall in love with him. You will never be anything more than second best.
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You can create something that is pure genius, but you have to get your timing right.
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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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We number our days and divide our seasons. We endlessly define what it is to be in love. When in truth, spring blurs into summer and always has, long before that line was ever drawn.
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I have happened in so many places, to so many people – the essence of me lives on in these nuances, these moments.
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We were born to walk this world in intersecting lines.
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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.
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She was the book that was not written. The sentence that was not scripted. She was the word you wished you could have said.
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I know how hard it is to have to love someone in secret.
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She would fondly call him her Frankenstein, this man who was a patchwork of all the things she had ever longed for.
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How many people have we known all our lives and never once loved. How many people have we loved and never known.
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