The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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It takes effort to make it to forever.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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In her empty wine of glass, there’s a world of lost dreams.
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With each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
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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 live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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We all need more solitude sundays.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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We fell in love because we were both summer souls.
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Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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I see the world in shades of you.
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