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Love today. Gone tomorrow. Now you pass each other like strangers on a busy street.

Moomer

And some days, all she needs is to lay beneath the crescent moon and let the earth hold her.
MOOMER

Day Earth Herself Hold Moon Need
And just like the leaves in the fall, she fell, too. And it changed her. And it was wonderful.
MOOMER

Change Fall Leaves Wonderful
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
Time heals what you allow it to.
MOOMER

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

Change People Transformation
Whats so poetically beautiful about my world now, is that its finally mine.
MOOMER

Beautiful Myself Poetry World
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
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
Don’t force pieces that don’t fit.
MOOMER

Force One Liner Pieces
Sometimes, the only hand you need to hold, is your own.
MOOMER

Hands Independent Need Time Yourself
A tragedy is; I choose you. You choose me. Hearts choose safety.
MOOMER

Choice Heart Myself Safety Tragedy Yourself
I’m afraid to let lightening strike me, but I think you and I could be the perfect storm.
MOOMER

Afraid Light Myself Perfection Storm Strike Thinking
You don’t know what you don’t want, until you know better. Give yourself some grace.
MOOMER

Better Grace Yourself
Never forget what broke you. And never forget how you put yourself back together.
MOOMER

Break Forget Togetherness Yourself
It was then, sitting there, that I looked over him, and realized there was more.
MOOMER

Himself Love Myself Realization Romantic

Love today. Gone tomorrow. Now you pass each other like strangers on a busy street.

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