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Mark my words. Memories of me will haunt you when you sleep at night. No one forgets a love like mine.

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People do not change for other people. They will only change for themselves.
MOOMER

Change People Transformation
The way that the water reflects off of her eyes, tells me a story of beautiful pain.
MOOMER

Beautiful Eyes Herself Pain Reflection Story Water Way
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
These walls are so high, but I refuse to be a prisoner of my past.
MOOMER

High Myself Past Prison Wall
Never forget what broke you. And never forget how you put yourself back together.
MOOMER

Break Forget Togetherness 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
I fell like the rain on a perfectly sunny afternoon. It rushed over me out of nowhere. It opened up the skies.
MOOMER

Myself Open Perfection Rain Season Sky
Because next to you, I can see new life bloom. And by your side, I can feel both our worlds collide.
MOOMER

Feeling Growth Life Love Myself Relationship Romantic See Togetherness World Yourself
I’ve been in a daze the last few days, just wanting all of this to fade away.
MOOMER

Day Fade Myself
He was fire that crippled my bones. And you were the one who showed up out of nowhere, and carried me home.
MOOMER

Bone Carry Fire Home Myself
If only he would look at me. Look at me the way I look at poetry.
MOOMER

Appearance Himself Love Myself Poetry Romance
Love today. Gone tomorrow. Now you pass each other like strangers on a busy street.
MOOMER

Break Up Busy Day Love Relationship Stranger
When you’d hurt, I’d rush to your side. When I’d hurt, you’d hide.
MOOMER

Difference Hide Hurt Side Yourself
I hope hearing my name makes you break. Not all at once, but little by little.
MOOMER

Break Myself Name Yourself
What a miracle it is, that she never strayed from that light, that she always knew she would reach.
MOOMER

Herself Light Miracle Reach
Like deep water, she was silent. His lips tasted of salt. He was both addicting and bitter all at once.
MOOMER

Addiction Himself Lips Silence Taste Water

Mark my words. Memories of me will haunt you when you sleep at night. No one forgets a love like mine.

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Mark my words. Memories of me will haunt you when you sleep at night. No one forgets a love like mine.

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