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I was loved in my dreams last night. It echoed through me like thunder-I felt it through and through.

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You won’t hear from me again after today, and I don’t want you to worry. I’ll be okay. Because I have to be.
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Break Up Leave Myself Worry
I loved you once and now I must spend my whole life explaining why.
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Break Up Explanation I Love You Myself
Let her be herself. Or she will be somebody else’s.
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Be Yourself Herself Identity
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
Somehow, there is a sense of comfort in knowing nothing will ever hit me quite as hard again. Nothing will ever be as beautiful, but neither will anything hurt as much.
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Beautiful Comfortable Hurt Known Myself Willing
Fear isn’t a reason when it comes to love–it’s an excuse. Anyone who has ever been in love will tell you that.
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Excuse Fear Love Reason Yourself
We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
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Clock Different Time Togetherness
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 Love Myself Plane Recognition Smile
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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Essence Live Moments Myself People Place
But how could I have stopped him from taking what was already his?
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Himself Limitation Stop
It is the mark of a great poet to write words that feel as though they have stood witness to your most intimate memory of love.
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Greatness Intimate Love Memories Poet Writing 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
Who you love and who loves you back determines so much in your life.
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Determination Life Love Relationship Yourself
Give me something I can write about.
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Myself Story Writing
Here’s to those who wish us well, and the rest can go to hell!
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Hell Ourselves Rest
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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Happiness Known Myself Presence Warmth
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
It was beautifully worded and painfully read; the things that were written, were those never said.
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Beautiful Myself Pain Reading Word
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
It is only the year that is ending. So why does it feel like the world is?
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Ending Feeling Myself World
I know you are scared. Who could blame you? Love is a hurricane wrapped inside a chrysalis. And you are a girl walking into the storm.
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Hurricane Known Love Scare Storm Walk
To never do the things I’ve done that once had led to my undoing.
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Action Destruction Myself Work
For she is his poet, and he is her poetry.
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Herself Himself Love Poet Poetry
But tomorrow, tomorrow could be different, and that is what keeps me going today.
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Belief Future Hope Myself
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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Day Definition Division Love Myself Summer
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
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

I was loved in my dreams last night. It echoed through me like thunder-I felt it through and through.

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