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I have buried myself so deep in my words that sometimes I can’t tell if I am the person writing or the one hiding between the lines.

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The second I tried to tell myself I wasn’t in love was the moment I realized I was.
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Love Moments Myself Realize
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
We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
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Clock Different Time Togetherness
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
When words run dry, he does not try, nor do I. We are on par. He just is, I just am and we just are.
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Dry Existence Himself Myself Run Word
My heart is like a time capsule-it keeps safe the memory of you. I know it’s harder with you gone than if you had never been here at all-but I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.
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Heart Memories Missing Safety Time
We had no ending, no said goodbye. For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
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Ending Life Myself Wonder
To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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Dare Despair Hope Love
We were born to walk this world in intersecting lines.
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Born Love Togetherness
He gave her such gifts – not the kind that were put in boxes, but the sort that filled her with imagination, breathing indescribable happiness into her life.
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Breathing Gift Happiness Herself Imagination Indescribable Kind Life
I did not know that it was love until I knew.
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Known Love Myself
To never do the things I’ve done that once had led to my undoing.
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Action Destruction Myself Work
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
How much love is a person capable of giving? I thought I knew the answer until I met you.
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Capability Love Myself Person
In cemeteries of memories, our love will lie in caskets.
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Break Up Fade Love Lying Memories Ourselves Time
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 have buried myself so deep in my words that sometimes I can’t tell if I am the person writing or the one hiding between the lines.

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I have buried myself so deep in my words that sometimes I can’t tell if I am the person writing or the one hiding between the lines.

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