Words hold little scope, for a love that stretches far beyond the limitations of language.
M.K. STANDBYI read that good things take time – but one look at him, and I knew I could never love someone more.
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So long as we share a sky, in this life and any after – I’ll find my way back to you.
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Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
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You broke me into pieces, but I took those shards and built a mosaic. I’m stronger for the fall, and more beautiful than I could have ever been with you.
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Leaves dance on twisted arms, swaying on the breeze as though choreographed by unseen hands. Even the faithless could find themselves converts, by the smell of dampened earth and its blossoming rose.
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In the pale light of a setting sun – I’ll hold your hand and promise to love you more, on the days that you forget to love yourself.
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I wished to every fountain, prayed to every god but some futures are set in stone – so here we go again.
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And in the end when the money is gone – will you still stay it was worth it.
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Lies sound so sweet when they are wrapped in velvet, a luxurious deception that charms my restless spirit – and I’m forever taken by beautiful things.
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Maybe this time I choose ignorance, because giving began to feel like losing – repairing a house from rubble, and making sandcastles with the ash.
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In the end it’s all the same – the hearty fire or the damp earth. I pray I’m not alone.
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What use is sleep, when reality is more beautiful than my dreams could ever muster?
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The rain reminds me of his voice, a perfectly composed melody in the sky. Each drop that falls against my window, a dedication to the oceans I would cross – just to sit beside him.
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The bond of friendship as tight as any lover – where shoulders carry shared burden, a devotion unmatched by any other.
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I sit by the sea wall, willing the waves to stay. Pulling away with gentle abandon – they avenge me for doing the same.
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Building a fire from a ash, what did I expect?
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