It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNIt’s January, it’s cold and I search the sky for summer like I always do.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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Lets breath magic into each other.
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This wild heart beats restlessness.
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I feel blurry as a reflection in water.
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Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.
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I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.
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We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.
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The open road is the wanderer’s wonderland.
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I fell in love with the way you wanted more.
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There’s too much hurt in loving but too little life in not.
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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 lost and found myself in all your maybe’s.
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A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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Summer was soaked with you.
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We always live for the summer until we don’t live it at all.
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