It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNLet’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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Summer was soaked with you.
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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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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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In a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
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The way she danced through life was poetry.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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