October 2011
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My first thought upon waking is to whether I miss you or not today. I hate this feeling. If I find that today I do not miss you then I suppose I am alright. I can breathe, I can think, and I can laugh. But if I find that I miss you today then it all goes wrong, nothing that occurs in my day really matters. There is a loss in my soul and the gift of the day is empty knowing that you are not a...
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This series is long over do. Its a story about love.
Its meant to display the difficulties of love. The overwhelming feeling of emotions that overpower a relationship. The confusion of how your beloved can also be your biggest stranger. The understanding, bonding, and dependency whilst acknowleding the confusing, separating, and discomforting aspects. Love is a hyperbole of emotions....
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I miss seeing you even though I never do.
I miss the way you make me laugh, even though half of the time I’m mad.
I miss the way you tell me you miss me.
I miss the way your body feels against mine.
The way you pull, scratch, and bite me, but most of all the look in your eye when there’s silence.
I miss how complicated you are, your indecisiveness, fear and fearlessness.
I miss...
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“The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing...”
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“We’re going to sit and measure our breath. As our minds quiet down,...”
