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Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering. -Nicole Krauss

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Dec 10, 2014

Dec 10, 2014 at 3:08 PM UTC

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Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering. -Nicole Krauss

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She was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world. -Kate Chopin

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Dec 10, 2014

Dec 10, 2014 at 3:07 PM UTC

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She was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world. -Kate Chopin

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The half life of love is forever -Junot Diaz

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Dec 10, 2014

Dec 10, 2014 at 3:06 PM UTC

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The half life of love is forever -Junot Diaz

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It's almost like gravity when you fall in love. You give someone a piece of you, a piece of your heart, and then the rest of your body just longs to be with that piece. Longs to be whole again. And no matter what the distance may be, the body craves that connection, to be united and whole. It's physics. It's gravity.

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Oct 15, 2014

Oct 15, 2014 at 11:41 AM UTC

Gravity

It's almost like gravity when you fall in love. You give someone a piece of you, a piece of your heart, and then the rest of your body just longs to be with that piece. Longs to be whole again. And no matter what the distance may be, the body craves that connection, to be united and whole. It's physics. It's gravity.

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Do you ever wonder, ever wish for that simpler time. That time when life just made sense. Where the puzzle pieces all fit together and everything was a shade of rainbow. When your hand fit perfectly in mine and we could just walk. Walk with no destination in mind, no plans, just our present. When the sky was the prettiest of blues, but now it’s the greyest of greys. I’ll be honest, I miss your smile. Your electric, light up a room smile. I fixated on it for so many years that it is engrained inside of me. Its pure beauty will never leave me and in my darkest hours still brings me light. A light reminding me that there is love in this world and that love is to be fought for. So here I am, years later beaten and bruised, but I am still fighting. Because the ones that make the most impact, the ones that have the most effect on you are the ones to keep around. I still yearn for you, yearn for your light. Every day. Thus, I am still fighting. Losing, but fighting. For as long as my heart beats for yours and yours only I will fight. Fight for you. Fight for us.

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Jan 12, 2014

Jan 12, 2014 at 8:32 AM UTC

The Eternal Fight

Do you ever wonder, ever wish for that simpler time. That time when life just made sense. Where the puzzle pieces all fit together and everything was a shade of rainbow. When your hand fit perfectly in mine and we could just walk. Walk with no destination in mind, no plans, just our present. When the sky was the prettiest of blues, but now it’s the greyest of greys. I’ll be honest, I miss your smile. Your electric, light up a room smile. I fixated on it for so many years that it is engrained inside of me. Its pure beauty will never leave me and in my darkest hours still brings me light. A light reminding me that there is love in this world and that love is to be fought for. So here I am, years later beaten and bruised, but I am still fighting. Because the ones that make the most impact, the ones that have the most effect on you are the ones to keep around. I still yearn for you, yearn for your light. Every day. Thus, I am still fighting. Losing, but fighting. For as long as my heart beats for yours and yours only I will fight. Fight for you. Fight for us.

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Mary Mary you're quite contrary with what you say and do. A smile, a laugh, a heart full of warmth is what I would give to you. You say it's your dream and contentment is your need but I feel this isn't true. You get lost in these dreams whilst I in your eyes which are the most beatiful bluest of blues. I have what you need but it never will be for your last lover you still do swoon. He gave you happiness in a distant past, but I would give you the moon. The moon, the stars, I would give you it all if I were the one that you choose. The moon, the stars, I would give you it all, but I'm not the one that you choose. I'm not the one that you choose.

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Dec 17, 2013

Dec 17, 2013 at 1:34 PM UTC

Mary's Quite Contrary

Mary Mary you're quite contrary with what you say and do. A smile, a laugh, a heart full of warmth is what I would give to you. You say it's your dream and contentment is your need but I feel this isn't true. You get lost in these dreams whilst I in your eyes which are the most beatiful bluest of blues. I have what you need but it never will be for your last lover you still do swoon. He gave you happiness in a distant past, but I would give you the moon. The moon, the stars, I would give you it all if I were the one that you choose. The moon, the stars, I would give you it all, but I'm not the one that you choose. I'm not the one that you choose.

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Everything that will be, has already been created by what has been and what is.

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Dec 16, 2013

Dec 16, 2013 at 2:08 PM UTC

Time

Everything that will be, has already been created by what has been and what is.

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But now I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth. -Umberto Eco

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Dec 15, 2013

Dec 15, 2013 at 9:27 AM UTC

Eco

But now I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth. -Umberto Eco

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“Everyone should consider his body as a priceless gift from one whom he loves above all, a marvelous work of art, of indescribable beauty, and mystery beyond human conception, and so delicate that a word, a breath, a look, nay, a thought may injure it.” -Nikola Tesla

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Dec 15, 2013

Dec 15, 2013 at 9:14 AM UTC

Tesla

“Everyone should consider his body as a priceless gift from one whom he loves above all, a marvelous work of art, of indescribable beauty, and mystery beyond human conception, and so delicate that a word, a breath, a look, nay, a thought may injure it.” -Nikola Tesla

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A lost soul searching for its counter part Wandering aimlessly Hopelessly Amidst the heavy morning fog, I gaze out into what seems like an endless haze, just waiting. Waiting for my better half Wondering why not me? Countless romances ending in despair Excuse after excuse as to why our spirits arent meant to be It leaves me asking myself why? Leaves me wondering, Why not me? I've been told that chemistry is easy, but timing is the hard part But why is this so? If our paths cross and chemistry ensues how is this timing not right? How is this timing anything but perfect? For it takes perfect timing, perfect chemistry, and a perfect match for sparks to ignite So please do tell how our timing was nothing but perfect So really, Why not me? Poor timing is an age old excuse, but we have all the time in the world A whole life full For what is poor timing compared to an eternity? If I can find the patience to give to you then time will never be an issue For I can find patience for perfection I can find patience for you So now tell me, excuses set aside Tell me really, Why not me? Why won't you let me give you my all? Why won't you let love warm your heart? Why won't you let yourself be happy? Why not with me?

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Dec 7, 2013

Dec 7, 2013 at 6:04 PM UTC

Why Not Me?

A lost soul searching for its counter part Wandering aimlessly Hopelessly Amidst the heavy morning fog, I gaze out into what seems like an endless haze, just waiting. Waiting for my better half Wondering why not me? Countless romances ending in despair Excuse after excuse as to why our spirits arent meant to be It leaves me asking myself why? Leaves me wondering, Why not me? I've been told that chemistry is easy, but timing is the hard part But why is this so? If our paths cross and chemistry ensues how is this timing not right? How is this timing anything but perfect? For it takes perfect timing, perfect chemistry, and a perfect match for sparks to ignite So please do tell how our timing was nothing but perfect So really, Why not me? Poor timing is an age old excuse, but we have all the time in the world A whole life full For what is poor timing compared to an eternity? If I can find the patience to give to you then time will never be an issue For I can find patience for perfection I can find patience for you So now tell me, excuses set aside Tell me really, Why not me? Why won't you let me give you my all? Why won't you let love warm your heart? Why won't you let yourself be happy? Why not with me?

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