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My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
She wore a bit more makeup than he generally liked
the summer can do little more than feed itself
more like a destructive force of nature than a teacher
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
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.
Things are more like they are now than they ever were before
More like a fable than a person
It's not so much that I like him as a person God, but as a boy he's very handsome
She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
ultimately, i just like you. more than anyone.
She could run a spiel like nobody's business. She could sell the world and make you wish for more.
More than he was willing to give
She couldn't imagine that he liked dancing
She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
Sometimes it feels like we are more than one person
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
Kissing is more like pie tasting than kissing
He Said, She Said
I want it to be more like the things I write
he smokes like a cello plays
She had fingernails that shined like justice
She makes the sign of the teaspoon, he makes the sign of the wave
A baby's eyes attract attention like television
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
Better him than me
I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
She had eyes like the Blue Screen of Death
I like your girlfriend's tits better than I like my own
You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
It is safe to say that I'm going to get my payback if he is anything like me.
I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
I think he only loves the world for him.
He smokes like a fish and drinks like a chimney
Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
She Came and Went Like Wind (A Selkie Story)
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
She must be what cocaine is like
Zip him back up, he sucks.
he/she
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
She was coming out as he was going in.
She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
To Him She Is A Beauty
She won't kiss him until she marries him
Painting a rock to make it look more like a rock
Tell him, she told me
"Describe life in two words" she said. "Survival test" he replied.
he gives rest unto him who comes at the eleventh hour
She is like a kaleidoscope, a strange attractor, a superstition
There's got to be a way to make it sweeter, a little more like lemon meringue
One more day like today and I'll kill you
She tasted like whiskey and blood and cemetery dirt.
I would have liked thunder when she left
She said I dreamed like dead men
If there were more people like you, there would be more people
She Liked Horses, and Flowers That Smell Pink
She felt like the word 'shatter'
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
Even as he watched the sea rise up like anger
Now he can be loved. Now he is no more.
He probably builds trebuchets still: Satan needs to modernize, like totally!
Let's shoot Cupid, see how he likes it
"He" is actually a buxom blonde bisexual sorority girl. The net is like that.
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
he looks a little like you... so i would rather talk about other pretty girls
When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
Fear makes the wolf bigger than he is.
He Never Told Me My Eyes Were Like Diamonds
He cries for me, all these years later. He'll never stop 'til I join him in the grave.
I did not tell him, instead I kept it private like a secret hug
I met him two days ago and now he wants to fly me to Peru
He asked for more flesh
Better than kicking him into next week
With him it was always like
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.
I like the way he reads poetry
When she is talking to him
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
She quietly hugged him back. At 8:30 she ate the rest of him.
Shaymus is older than I thought he was
She could not live with or without him
The Last Thing He Expected to Happen to Him in Hollywood
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
Spinning shapes like a song out of order. In the dark she can see fireflies.
She is like an onion
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
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 gave herself that holocaust haircut. cinnamon colored clippings cover the motel bedspread like sprinkles.
I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
she can't remember what it's like to be found
she made them, like fire, expansible over all space
She tastes like gingerbread, too.
She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
Three Puerto Rican girls walked by like accordion music under the trees, looking like they'd accept nothing less than perfection.
More kissing? More kissing? No one likes kissing this much!
The one he murdered once still loves him
Warning: This cake looks more like meatloaf
He forgets I am my own fierceness; it's not for him
She had incongruity for breakfast because she felt like it
She is lobbing rainbows at me from across the room and I am swallowing them like fear.
And we killed him and he's dead.
she likes to dance on the edge. it's all she's known and she won't change now
Redemption is very much like vengeance. Redemption has more valor, and is more satisfying if you obtain it. But if you chase it blindly you can waste yourself completely.
She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
This guy in the computer lab who looks like he should be a doctor
She doesn't look like Mother anymore
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
He throws his heart down like a gauntlet
If he's late, you can always start without him
He says she says
she, he, and me
He said I'm better off without you, 'til I showed him my tattoo
he likes to watch you walk
What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
He who has ears, let him hear
he (or she)
He and She
I kicked the Martian in his otherworldly balls, and he screamed like the solar wind howling through a planetary magnetosphere
I never met him. He broke my heart.
He and she are one
He was like the bottle of Champagne Krug
I killed him today, he who does not exist
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
He brings me books like flowers
My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me
he's like someone living in a dream
Jesus said, "I love him, for he is my brother." He was talking about everyone.
He Looked Like the Summer
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
They will love him long after he is gone.
She thought about giving him her heart
I mean these words come out of him like the right music
He was there, and then he wasn't, and with him went those memories
his whole life, like a thundercloud, out in front of him
She Misses Him
Is she really going out with him?
he can find a cure for us, if we help him
sometimes, after an adventure, he likes to sit out there and think
better off with him than here with me
Perhaps, like orange juice, I will grow to love him.
As she waits to tell him
There is none like unto Him
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.
At night, she still believes in him
The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne
She Bit Him In Two
If there were more people like you, there would be less people
I like the way I'm doing it better than the way you're not
I was trying to show him my insides, you know. I like to share.
She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
Would you like to know more?
I can think of worse things than to die like a dog
I married him because he was not mean
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
She wears her failed relationships like a shield
I don't like her because she won't like me
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
He needed to repeat some well-used mantra of love just one more time

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