Findings:
- I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
- She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
- For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- I was once smaller than a jellybean, but now look at me - I am macroscopic!
- She was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
- Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
- She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
- She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
- She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
- When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
- She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
- The flowers smiled, but she was gone
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
- She wore a bit more makeup than he generally liked
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- She was free
- She asked me to stop dreaming of death
- Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
- She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
- She wakes me up by tickling my feet
- She was locked in time
- She was very beautiful. Y'know?
- Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
- What the hell was she thinking?
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
- She is lobbing rainbows at me from across the room and I am swallowing them like fear.
- I was tired. It was late. She was Russian.
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- I don't know why but I always love episodes without words. like just something about them makes me feel calm or something..
- In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
- someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
- She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
- piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
- She told me she remembers three things about me
- Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
- She was cilantro, jalapeño, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
- She was feminine in the most displaced sense I had ever seen, a known quality refracted through stained glass windows.
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- And when she came back she was nobody's wife
- When she was bad
- she was just the dry smell of gasoline
- She was so tall, and I was so in love
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
- She was coming out as he was going in.
- The one thing I wanted more than anything was for someone, just once, to tell me they don't know what they'd do without me
- She Looked Slutty. I Don't Mean That in a Bad Way.
- She was cilantro, jalepeno, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- To a girl who thought she was moving away
- "He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
- She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
- Dust mop so magic she can not believe how fun it is to clean up after people
- She was steady
- She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
- She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
- He stretched out his arms but she was not there
- The House on the Island Where She Was Born
- She always was devious in her beauty
- She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
- She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- she looked at me then whispered, we are all made of stardust
- He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
- She just looks at me
- She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
- She looks at me and she laughs
- She asked me to read her a poem
- Because, perhaps she was cold
- She was the cutest necromancer I ever did see
- She is and was
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- She was so pleased to learn that she was right
- He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
- She knew what she was doing
- she was once a stealthy ghostship in the fog, now she shines wherever she walks
- She didn't know what outside was anymore.
- She cleaned up for me at least.
- She Was 18, It Was Summer
- And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep?
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- She was too beautiful to be human
- she was waylaid by an octopus
- Besides the part where she was the only one
- The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
- She doesn't look like Mother anymore
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- She had fingernails that shined like justice
- She loved me for my maths
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- I don't think the sun was up
- She is like a kaleidoscope, a strange attractor, a superstition
- She had eyes like the Blue Screen of Death
- She tasted like whiskey and blood and cemetery dirt.
- She said she loved me. The knife came down.
- She only wants me for tech support
- Somebody told me a story. It was pretty but boring. It was Saturday night, my stories usually end up that way.
- She is a night of dark trees, but he who is not afraid of her darkness will find banks full of roses under her cypresses
- she, he, and me
- She stopped me in the city. A lost soul gambling on random encounters.
- She found me on public transportation
- she made them, like fire, expansible over all space
- she does not know how much I need this (idea) mp3 (recording)
- She Gave Sweet Love To Me
- she can't remember what it's like to be found
- She tastes like gingerbread, too.
- She might not need me. But then again she might.
- She is like an onion
- She said I dreamed like dead men
- She left me on the boardwalk with my head held in my hands.
- She is still undoing me.
- The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- She handed me my first sharpened pencil.
- she seems bored with me after all this time
- It wasn't so much a trip down memory lane as it was me carjacking someone's memorymobile and speeding off down the freeway, but I digress.
- She Blinded Me With Science
- The stars were bright that night she left me forever
- she does not know how much I need this
- texting, she tells me anarchy will remain an important ideology
- she gave herself that holocaust haircut. cinnamon colored clippings cover the motel bedspread like sprinkles.
- She must be what cocaine is like
- She Speaks to Me
- Looks like 1984 was only n years off
- My mother loves me. She uses the good sandwich bags.
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- I felt I was part of something, like a voice in a crowd or an island in a sea
- My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me
- I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now
- God was creepier than I expected so I took it out on the little people
- I was raised on red pepper and blood. I am so hot if you strike me I will light like a match.
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- She Came and Went Like Wind (A Selkie Story)
- If she really wanted to fit in, she'd get a smaller dog.
- She couldn't imagine that he liked dancing
- She taught me some moves, including stealthy exits.
- She felt like the word 'shatter'
- I put my head down and hoped to God she wasn't looking at me
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- I really miss the woman who told me that people don't like me
- She loves me, she loves me not
- I was wrong as a child, to think old people were stupid for asking me where the day had gone. Now I understand... we older people do not live.
- There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
- she spent the night gingerly peeling me off the moon.
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- She doesn't need me anymore
- Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
- Tell him, she told me
- Don't kill your invisible husband to see what he looks like or you'll sob your heart out. But don't worry about the millions of invisible men coming to attack your village because they won't kill you if you don't know how to fight them.
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
- She tells me she drives a truck.
- that's where she lost me as I began imagining my family amongst blood-dripped hedges
- Spinning shapes like a song out of order. In the dark she can see fireflies.
- Tell me what you don't like about yourself.
- I would have liked thunder when she left
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
- She told me she wouldn't
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