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.
LANG LEAVI used to think people were like lighthouses. That they were there to protect you. But they’re no. People are lime whirlpools. They pull you in; they drag you under. You have to work so hard just to keep your head above water.
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That’s the thing about happiness. It doesn’t require justification.
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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.
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Yes, I think it is entirely possible to fall in love with someone you’ve never met. Physicality is an expression of intimacy- not an indication of it.
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The only ones they can turn against you are those who were never with you.
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I have given so much to things that weren’t worth my time. When all along, it’s the people I love that I should have carried.
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My indecision. I wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
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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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But how could I have stopped him from taking what was already his?
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Our emotions pull us in different directions. The stronger the emotion, the greater the pull. Feelings are not always practical, nor do they make any logical sense. That’s just the way it goes.
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I did not know that it was love until I knew.
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But tomorrow, tomorrow could be different, and that is what keeps me going today.
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There are things I miss that I shouldn’t, and things I don’t that I should. Sometimes we want what we couldn’t, sometimes we love what we could.
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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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The feeling is like the ocean. Sometimes calm and still; other times, it’s a hurricane.
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How do I thank my mother for giving me the life she desperately wanted to give herself.
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