He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNSummer left me like an almost lover.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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Silent lips speak the deepest truths.
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In a world of lost souls how could I ever find a home?
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Give me love like summer rain.
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.
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Her afternoon tea is a fountain of daydreams.
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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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Nights were made for broken hearts.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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I either want a love like poetry or no love at all.
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It takes effort to make it to forever.
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