It was a kind love, a selfless love. I was a dreamer, and you were a traveler. We met at the crossroads. I saw love in your smile, and I recognized it for the first time in my life. But you had a plane to catch, and I was already home.
LANG LEAVBe patient. Your voice will find its way into the world, not in one loud instance but a steady trickle that turns into a deluge.
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To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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I loved you once and now I must spend my whole life explaining why.
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The only ones they can turn against you are those who were never with you.
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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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Whatever path you choose will take you to the same destination. The only thing that should guide you is your intuition.
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I build my walls from the mess they leave.
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The things that seem to matter less, are the ones we put on show.
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I know you were born with your heart already broken. But the world began in pieces and somehow made itself whole.
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If they were meant to be in your life, nothing cover ever make them leave. If they weren’t, nothing in the world could make them stay.
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It was beautifully worded and painfully read; the things that were written, were those never said.
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I’m a stranger in my own life.
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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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I do know there are all kinds of barriers to love. I do believe the world needs less of them.
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Our love story comes to me in waves, in movie stills and long summer afternoons spent under a sky of incessant blue. I still think of your eyes in flashes of color, your hands in a frenetic, feverish blur-your smile a mosaic of light and shadow. I still find myself lost in those moments of abstraction.
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What is she like? I was told – she is a melancholy soul.
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