Once, I Believed in Love.......
Before, I believed that love...
Love's like oxygen
It does not have to be pure...
Lady Wind, through rustling leaves,
where she doth blow, they go...
Sometimes the people who quietly change our lives...
They come steadily and intermittent, like you did...
“Say yes, I miss you.” I’d said-
Trying to convince you to meet me at the pool with...
That's the way we started
Passengers on a train...
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Maybe finding someone to share everything with is not the point. |
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I needed you like the desert needs rain, to fill the cracks on the surface and nourish the deep soil. |
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I am not a stranger |