One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.
MARIE-KRISTIN HOFMANNWe were half a summer love but a forever kind of memory.
More Marie-Kristin Hofmann Quotes
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From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.
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Night time thoughts lead nowhere but into melancholy.
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He was the hope that died with the last day of summer.
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She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.
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Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.
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I feel blurry as a reflection in water.
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Spring is poetry poured into nature.
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I see the world in shades of you.
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It’s not songs that remind me of lost lovers. It’s poems.
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My only home are the daydreams I dream.
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Sometimes getting lost is just the right direction.
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Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.
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If I make him my home, will I lose the home inside myself?
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I should have seen the goodbye in your eyes from the start.
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I live in the imaginary wild and its soft as summer.
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