One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNI lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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Sometimes getting lost is just the right direction.
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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 can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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I lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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I should have seen the goodbye in your eyes from the start.
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I can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.
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She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.
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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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Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.
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Summer left me like an almost lover.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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Open your heart to life before summer is over.
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Lets breath magic into each other.
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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With each daydream she weaved her pastel heart into the sky.
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I search for summer in every corner of september.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.
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Nights were made for broken hearts.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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I either want a love like poetry or no love at all.
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The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.
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We were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
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