Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIt’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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I either want a love like poetry or no love at all.
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I’m november numb and I think the world is, too.
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I can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.
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We always live for the summer until we don’t live it at all.
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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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Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
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One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
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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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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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August died but summer lived on with your kiss.
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Today, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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It takes effort to make it to forever.
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