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I look back at you, staring.
Oh, dear god you are beautiful,
and I silently scream:
stay,
stay…
stay.
like a broken record,
and I wonder what
you are thinking
when you stare,
that you won’t say out loud…

Just stay.

but my tongue feels too heavy,
and my mouth won’t form the
words.

What? You question,
as the seconds hang in the air,
like minutes on a clock.

Nothing,
I say;
as I swallow the truth,
like a lump in my throat.
the truth is I think I love you again | csh (via coffeestainedheart)

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The moon does not fight. It attacks no one. It does not worry. It does not try to crush others. It keeps to its course, but by its very nature, it gently influences. What other body could pull an entire ocean from shore to shore? The moon is faithful to its nature and its power is never diminished.
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erospainter:

Life is either a daring adventure or nothing. To keep our faces toward change and behave like free spirits in the presence of fate is strength undefeatable. –Helen Keller, Let Us Have Faith

erospainter:

Life is either a daring adventure or nothing. To keep our faces toward change and behave like free spirits in the presence of fate is strength undefeatable. Helen Keller, Let Us Have Faith

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