She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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I dreamed in skies of blue before september stole all the light.
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Nights were made for broken hearts.
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
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We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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In a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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Give me love like summer rain.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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I fell in love with the way you wanted more.
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Summer was soaked with you.
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We all need more solitude sundays.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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I can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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With each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
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Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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