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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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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
The words I heard from you today, are said when there’s nothing left to say. What I would give to make you stay, I would give it all away.
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Break Up Day Love Myself Stay
Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to know one other.
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Calendar Clock Distance Feeling Known Soul Time Togetherness
I missed you today. Between waking and sleeping, I thought of you.
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I Miss You Myself Sleeping Thinking Wake Up
It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
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Darkness Heard Life Reply Silence Time
What I feel for you is at once the expression of language and the absence of it.
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Absence Expression Feeling Language Myself
The briefest moment shared with you-the longest on my mind.
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Brief Mindset Moments Myself Share
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
Because sooner or later, all kinds of love – crazy love, wild love- fade into the same thing. The love becomes old and predictable -safe.
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Age Growth Kind Love Old Prediction Safety Soon Time Wild
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 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 Miss You Love Philosophy
Take me someplace where I can feel something-I want to give away my heart. Tell me his name so I can know love when it speaks to me. Give me someone I can write about.
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Feeling Heart Heart Broken Myself Name Place Writing
Summer was felt a little more; in autumn I began to fall. When winter came with all its white, you were mine to kiss goodnight.
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Autumn Beginning Feeling Kissing Myself Summer
In cemeteries of memories, our love will lie in caskets.
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Break Up Fade Love Lying Memories Ourselves Time
Anything and everything, the two almost the same–everything says, have it all; anything, one to claim.
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Claim Literature Meaning Word
Isn’t it strange how much of our lives are interchangeable, how little is truly ours.
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Live Ourselves Strange True

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