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

Moomer

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

Beautiful Choice Misery See
Its okay to have high standards. You deserve exactly what you want.
MOOMER

Deserve Standard Yourself
Don’t force pieces that don’t fit.
MOOMER

Force One Liner Pieces
She was someone who still believed that she could love with a shattered heart, and that made her remarkable.
MOOMER

Believe Heart Herself Remark
When you’d hurt, I’d rush to your side. When I’d hurt, you’d hide.
MOOMER

Difference Hide Hurt Side Yourself
I’m choosing to build castle out of the things that nearly destroy me.
MOOMER

Build Choice Destroy Myself
Jump. See whose at the bottom when you land on your feet.
MOOMER

Company Friendship Hard Time See Struggle 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 will always remember you. And the way I bloomed. Not with you, but after you.
MOOMER

Bloom Myself Remember Way Yourself
These walls are so high, but I refuse to be a prisoner of my past.
MOOMER

High Myself Past Prison Wall
I found him in all the chaos, and that was when my world started making sense again.
MOOMER

Chaos Myself Start World
I want to exist in the same world where you just want to exist in mine.
MOOMER

Existence Love Myself Relationship World
Whats so poetically beautiful about my world now, is that its finally mine.
MOOMER

Beautiful Myself Poetry World
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
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

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

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