me: don’t you get tired of cheering me up?
him: never. never ever ever ever in my short-lived life ever.
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I can write the saddest lines tonight.
To think I don’t have her, to feel I have lost her.
Hear the vast night, vaster without her.
i just want to be a part of your day.
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“Once you choose to love, you love. Or rather, once you find no reason not to love, you love. You shouldn’t sell your past loves short as they were your entire world at a previous point in time – a part of your history, a part of you, that you shouldn’t forget.”
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“the key to finding love
is fucking up the pattern on purpose,
is skipping a stitch,
is leaving a tiny, tiny hole to let the cold in
and hoping she mends it with your lips.”