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My darling, he is just a boy. How can he possibly begin to appreciate the constellations you leave in your wake, or the stardust in your bones, when he has yet to realize just what it means to be in love with a girl like you?

Nikita Gill

I lost a God once.
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God Lost Myself
It happens suddenly. One day, your parents don’t pick you up any more.
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Grow Up Parents Suddenly Yourself
You have never forgotten how home was more than just a language you grew inside your mouth before you said it in a way your tongue bled.
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Blood Growth Home Language Yourself
You can strive to be perfect. Or you can strive to be art.
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Art Instagram Captions Perfection Strive
The bad new is, what was shattered may never be possible to rebuild. The good new is, what you make in its place will be better than what was destroyed.
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Bad Better Destroy News Place Possible Rebuild
People talk about love like it is patient and kind. Love is also dark. It is ferocious and angry and destructive.
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Angry Destruction Love Patience People Talk
And often when she finds herself missing him, missing the good moments with him, she whispers to herself, ‘The absence of you has taught me how to love myself. So thank you, my darling, my dearest.
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Break Up Finding Himself Missing Self Love Toxic Whisper
And you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light.
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Beautiful Break Creation Light Mirror Pattern
Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours. Infuse modern love with the hues of older romance. An agency that offers something real in a world that was increasingly becoming plastic.
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Flaw Love Old Perfection Plastic Romance Well Work
And they didn’t spend years painting your soul into masterpiece-like existence for you to waste it on someone who doesn’t appreciate you.
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Appreciation Existence Painting Soul Yourself
So sing a soft lullaby to the things you hate about yourself, and get to know them too.
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Hate Known Sing Yourself
I wish they could see the tenderness in the way the darkness takes the night’s hand.
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Darkness Hands Night See Tender
When I set out to find my father, I was not being brave. I was acting out of fear or losing the only parent I ever had. They may want you to believe I was simple being brave, but anxiety makes more heroes than history would care to repeat.
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Anxiety Believe Care Family Father Fear Finding Hero History Lose Repeat Simplicity
And power, power was so much more important than beauty ever could be.
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Beautiful Important Power
Some things are beautiful, but they are beautiful in the way of the sun. If you fly too close, they will melt your wings and send you plummeting into the sea.
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Beautiful Fly Sea Sun Way Wings Yourself
And I return home always. Because love’s call has always been stronger than the moon’s.
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Home Love Moon Return

My darling, he is just a boy. How can he possibly begin to appreciate the constellations you leave in your wake, or the stardust in your bones, when he has yet to realize just what it means to be in love with a girl like you?

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My darling, he is just a boy. How can he possibly begin to appreciate the constellations you leave in your wake, or the stardust in your bones, when he has yet to realize just what it means to be in love with a girl like you?

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