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I’m afraid to let lightening strike me, but I think you and I could be the perfect storm.

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There are things that I don’t say out loud. And so they just live in the roots of my soul.
MOOMER

Live Loud Myself Root Soul
I hope hearing my name makes you break. Not all at once, but little by little.
MOOMER

Break Myself Name Yourself
I’m choosing to build castle out of the things that nearly destroy me.
MOOMER

Build Choice Destroy Myself
A tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.
MOOMER

Choice Heart Myself Safety Tragedy Yourself
And just like the leaves in the fall, she fell, too. And it changed her. And it was wonderful.
MOOMER

Change Fall Leaves Wonderful
Give me someone who will lay with me under a crescent moon, and quietly watch our worlds collide.
MOOMER

Moon Nature Ourselves Quiet World
Mark my words. Memories of me will haunt you when you sleep at night. No one forgets a love like mine.
MOOMER

Forget Love Memories Myself Night Sleep Word
The beautiful yet chaotic irony of it all is that; because of you, I lost myself, and yet, because of you, I found myself.
MOOMER

Beautiful Chaos Lost Myself Yourself
He could only give her a world in black and white. And all she wanted was a life of color.
MOOMER

Black Color Himself Life White World
The only thing setting her off, are the fireworks he put inside of her soul.
MOOMER

Herself Himself Love Relationship Sex Soul
Its okay to have high standards. You deserve exactly what you want.
MOOMER

Deserve Standard Yourself
You were the type of person who would put bandaid over a knife wound, and casually as if I was okay.
MOOMER

Casual Myself Person Wound Yourself
Misery only ever lingers on those who choose not to see the beauty in anyone, other than themselves.
MOOMER

Beautiful Choice Misery See
She stopped letting him clip her wings, and slowly made her way towards the sun.
MOOMER

Himself Slow Stop Sun Wings
When you’re with her, I know you wish it was me. When I’m with him, he’s all I see.
MOOMER

Love Myself Relationship See Yourself
I long to be in a moment where it feels magic is real. Where time actually stops around us.
MOOMER

Feeling Magic Moments Myself Time

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