It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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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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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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I see the world in shades of you.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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Summer left me like an almost lover.
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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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It’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
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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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Nights were made for broken hearts.
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The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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