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Here’s the story of my life. Hoping they would care about me or wishing they wouldn’t care so much.

Lang Leav

People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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People Poet Sadness Writing
In time she will learn, not to miss them.
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Herself Learning Missing Time
Doesn’t your soul remain the age you were when you first fell in love?
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Age Fall In Love Soul Yourself
I know there is a terrible distance between us. But our bodies are made of stardust, and we are hurtling through space and time, toward the most beautiful collision.
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Beautiful Body Collision Distance Hurt Known Myself Space Time
Now that you have it all, do you ever wish you could go back to when you had it simple?
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Simplicity Yourself
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
And you said ecstasy was a storm cloud, just before the rain would burst into the night sky, like a thousand aquatic stars-and not one single moment before.
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Burst Cloud Moments Oneself Rain Storm
For she is his poet, and he is her poetry.
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Herself Himself Love Poet Poetry
We were born to walk this world in intersecting lines.
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Born Love Togetherness
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
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
There are many things in life you can postpone, but love isn’t one of them.
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Life Love Oneself Postpone
The briefest moment shared with you-the longest on my mind.
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Brief Mindset Moments Myself Share
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
To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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Dare Despair Hope Love
Isn’t it strange how much of our lives are interchangeable, how little is truly ours.
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Live Ourselves Strange True

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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