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The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
She was so tall, and I was so in love
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
Was it Love, or Obsession?
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
It’s herself she didn’t love
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
She was cilantro, jalapeño, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
She is what happens when silence makes love with night.
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
Would you love me if I was a worm
If she didn't love you she would kill you
I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
She is and was
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
She loved me for my maths
The total sum of all things would be zero if it was not for love
What the hell was she thinking?
She was steady
I Fell In Love With A Girl Who Was Already Gone.
Oh, when I was in love with you
Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
She was so pleased to learn that she was right
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
She was coming out as he was going in.
She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
If love was a circus, you'd be a clown
I spent one year in love and all I got was this lousy T-Shirt.
Why I politely asked the contemporary lit major I was dating to stop writing me love letters
She said she loved me. The knife came down.
She hated the screen porch, but she loved the heat
the space was filled with love like light and that made me shine as well
Love is stored in the memories of what once was
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
Do You Believe In True Love, She Asks
She loves me, she loves me not
She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
She always was devious in her beauty
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
I was tired. It was late. She was Russian.
She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
Because, perhaps she was cold
And when she came back she was nobody's wife
someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
She Loves Me
she was once a stealthy ghostship in the fog, now she shines wherever she walks
She was cilantro, jalepeno, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
A woman will do anything if she loves you.
I was not made for love songs, and love songs will never be made for me.
His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
She Loves You
She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
all I ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
He had fallen in love, but I'm pretty sure the hellhound was only in it for the belly rubs
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
She said she loved me
Once upon a time there was light in my life, but now there's only love in the dark
My mother loves me. She uses the good sandwich bags.
Jesus said, "I love him, for he is my brother." He was talking about everyone.
She Gave Sweet Love To Me
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
She was locked in time
She was very beautiful. Y'know?
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.
She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
To a girl who thought she was moving away
Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
It will be a love story ... for she will be my heroine for all time
this girl I was in love with
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
When she was bad
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
She was never mine. I always shared her.
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
The House on the Island Where She Was Born
The flowers smiled, but she was gone
piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
She was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
She pulled the "I love you" on me
She was the cutest necromancer I ever did see
She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
she was just the dry smell of gasoline
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
She was feminine in the most displaced sense I had ever seen, a known quality refracted through stained glass windows.
She was free
She knew what she was doing
she was waylaid by an octopus
She was too beautiful to be human
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
My way of showing love was consumption
Besides the part where she was the only one
She Was 18, It Was Summer
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.
She didn't know what outside was anymore.
People wouldn't fall in love so often if it were more clearly marked
I Kissed "Weird Al" Yankovic and All I Got Was This Lousy T-shirt
Jennifer Love Hewitt
City of love
I love the smell of napalm in the morning
Courtney Love
Shakespeare in Love
I love naked
One Love
Making love
Everybody Loves Raymond
I love it when a plan comes together
love/hate relationship
Muskrat Love
Making someone feel loved
love ewe
Love to Love You Baby
I Think I Love You
Jar Jar Binks Love Doll
A Love Supreme
I love the dead
Summer of Love
After the Summer of Love
Joanie Loves Chachi
Love Dreams
Gene loves Jezebel
The Pursuit of Love
Love in a Cold Climate
25 ways not to tell someone that you're in love with them
Why I am neurotic about love
Love Canal
The God of Love
The girl you fell in love with
Types of Love
the man I loved
The Garden of Love
Vigilantes of Love
Sleepwalking, brain food, and love
Love/Hate
Mother Love Bone
Dude Love
Love is a myth
All Is Full of Love
Any song can be a love song
All in green my love went riding
Love Cry
Falling in love with your best friend

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