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Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
7 things to say to a girl to make her fall in love with you
She loves me, she loves me not
I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
She Gave Sweet Love To Me
I fall in love with my migraine, every day he seduces me with a kiss.
Can't you just fall in love with me already?
She loved me for my maths
She said she loved me. The knife came down.
She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
She told me I'd make a good Satan
I don't like her because she won't like me
I don't know why but I always love episodes without words. like just something about them makes me feel calm or something..
The portion of her face she allows me to see
Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
why she makes her wishes at 7:07
She is what happens when silence makes love with night.
Two condoms, she makes me wear
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
no easy love could ever make me feel the same
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
Cheap brandy makes me love you and vomit
She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
She said she loved me
I Can't Make You Love Me
My mother loves me. She uses the good sandwich bags.
Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
She asked me to read her a poem
She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
That one makes me scream, she said
She Loves Me
If you take me home tonight I know that we will kiss, and one of us will fall in love and it will be a mess.
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
She pulled the "I love you" on me
Bathe her and bring her to me
The trouble with love is, it doesn't care how fast you fall
if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
let her take me, feed on me, devour me
while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
She always was devious in her beauty
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
If you loved her, you'd be home by now
I did not find love
A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
Do not fall in love with Laura and do not let Laura fall in love with you
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
Bleed to Love Her
It's been an hour. I still love her.
She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
the way she wears her weary
I Always Knew I Would Fall in Love with a Blue-Eyed Girl
It's okay as long as you don't fall in love
You have to lie to fall in love. You have to tell the truth to stay there.
Abide With Me
She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
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.
serene. She sips her tea
You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
She thought about giving him her heart
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
She Will Have Her Way
It is her name that I think of when I think about being in love.
Susan Goldman, who has cervical cancer, is partly thankful as she braces herself but changes her mind as she's sprayed with burning jet fuel.
she doesn't write, doesn't tell you stories, but somehow it's her words that spring to mind at those crucial, terrifying moments, and for that you are eternally grateful
Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
The earth's tears make her smiles bloom
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
Her photography captured little beautifuls and me
I don't know how to fall in love with a woman
and me warm in the window, watching Brooklyn fall asleep under snow
Fall in love with someone today
To fall in love we must abandon ourselves to nature
Sitting next to strangers who fall asleep by me for no reason. Trusting rhythm. An odd intimacy, train trips.
What did you love when you were a kid?
Did you once stand before me without shame?
I saw him lying there leaving me, and I did not know
I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
She flies with her own wings
She wears her failed relationships like a shield
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
My love in her attire doth show her wit
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
Make the Moon Cover her Blushing Face
she left her handwriting all over the calendar
I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
The annoying kid told me to kick him so I did
I did not say it would make sense
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
I still love her (user)
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
Her face could make the ocean ache
At night, her eyes closed, she would
She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
she had already found her party
her hate keeps me warm. her shadows keep me guessing.
The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
I love her backwards
Did You Fuck Her?
what the kids did for love:
When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
You are precious to me. Did you know that?
Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
She practices her speech
Did You Save One Of Me?
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
Don't tell me about her
she lit her thumb on fire
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
They did not forgive us, she thought. We will surely die.
Every time that I tell her that I love her, I can taste my own hypocrisy
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
Did you think of me before you knew me?
People wouldn't fall in love so often if it were more clearly marked
What almost always happens after you fall in love
She started to fall, and knew she would never come back
I could fall in love with Jersey at sunset
blues and greens fall in love
Why did the girl fall off the swing?
A city becomes a world when someone falls in love with one of its inhabitants
she falls
If you ask me about autumn, I'll tell you about
My grandma died yesterday. Did she die?
every time you zap a wand of nothing, a stranger falls in love
The Rain Falls For Me
Falls in Love
What did my spleen ever do for me?
Fields of sunshine bloom as the midnight in her dress falls away, replaced by moonlight.
a better way to fall in love
I Know Not How It Falls on Me
She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
her arms around me
He comforted me when he thought I needed it, but never when I really did
i didn't fall in love; i grew in love
A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
What makes her so cute?
It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
we were polite, we did not fall apart
We did not make this up
I can't tell the girl I love that I love her
Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
Tell Stacey I love her
You can't stop thinking of her: this is how you explained it, a proof of your being in love.
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
I think I fell in love with her right then and right there
When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
Tell Laura I love her
I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
She was the cutest necromancer I ever did see
I fell in love with her first
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
In which book did Nietzsche claim that almost all higher culture is based on cruelty? Don't call me stupid.
She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
Anna and her Mother: spinning me in circles
does she need to touch her own face to know?
Your giant squid are precious to me. Did you know that?
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
Telling Anna you love her the first time
She was never mine. I always shared her.
She grew a little older, while he was telling her

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