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When in truth, it is the transparency that kills you. The pain of seeing through to something you can never quite touch.

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You can’t borrow from the future, to make up for the past.
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Borrow Future Motivational Past Time Yourself
We will remain unwritten through history, no X will mark us on the map; but in books of prose and poetry, you loved me once, in a paragraph.
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Book History Literature Love Poem Remain Writing Yourself
Now I know being close to you was never about the proximity.
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Distance Myself Togetherness
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
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
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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Chase Myself Priority Sick Value
I was there in your forgetting, until I was forgot.
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Forgetting Myself
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
I think the mysterious pull that draws you to another person is identical to the one that moves our eyes upward to the stars.
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Identity Mystery Stars Thinking Yourself
I was coming to the end of a difficult period in my life, though when the end isn’t in plain sight, you don’t realize how close you are.
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Difficult End Hard Time Life Realize Yourself
For she is his poet, and he is her poetry.
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Herself Himself Love Poet Poetry
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
You were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.
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Fall Myself Rise Worth
Before the tears that tore us, when our history was before us.
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History Ourselves Tears
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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Book Scripture Word Writing Yourself
Here’s the story of my life. Hoping they would care about me or wishing they wouldn’t care so much.
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Care Hope Life Myself Story

When in truth, it is the transparency that kills you. The pain of seeing through to something you can never quite touch.

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