Tag Archives: love

every morning

She kisses him every morning she can because she gets scared that If she died that day she wouldn’t have showed him she loves him.

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fallin’ asleep

fresh sheets on an unmade bed strong arms with a summer tan late dinner on a sparkling plate.

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if the world doesn’t end

And if the world doesn’t end, me and you are going somewhere nice. I’ll buy tickets to Slash or a trip to New Delhi. Your peppermint kisses will be on my lips. And if the world doesn’t end, me and … Continue reading

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love and heart and soul

While you were sleeping last night I figured out everything. And it wasn’t for the zombies in my dreams that your house smells like cinnamon and spices and beer.  And it feels like home to me. There is no other … Continue reading

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there’s no guarantee

It’s not certain whether the one you’re with now is the one you’ll be with for the rest of your life. There is no right person, there is no such thing as perfect man or woman. We are the ones … Continue reading

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who am I to say ?

I think what messes me up the most is that I have this perfect picture in my mind of how things are supposed to be. And fuck … I don’t know anything at all about this perfectness.

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To do list for the holidays

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he sneaks under my skin

I lied when saying that this year I won’t need anyone. I’m not sure where this is gonna go, but right now all I know is the skyline through the window, the stars above and the streets below. And when … Continue reading

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Working on my dreams

I may be 25 and I may still not know what to do when I grow up but I do know that someday I will be living in a house filled with travel souvenirs and books. And the walls that … Continue reading

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hidden

Who would I be if I were to do everything I have in mind? This time I’m  thankful I don’t have a perfect body, otherwise …

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