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Once upon a time there was light in my life, but now there's only love in the dark
Once upon a time there was an ocean but now there is a mountain range.
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
She was so tall, and I was so in love
she was once a stealthy ghostship in the fog, now she shines wherever she walks
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
hell is now love (user)
I Fell In Love With A Girl Who Was Already Gone.
Of course I'll love you forever, provided we have sex right now
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
There are only these moments strong and fiery. The rest is love and your imminent departure.
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.
I was once smaller than a jellybean, but now look at me - I am macroscopic!
If you loved her, you'd be home by now
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
Because, perhaps she was cold
She was so pleased to learn that she was right
There is not a fine line between love and hate. There is, in fact, a Great Wall of China with armed sentries posted every twenty feet between love and hate
No one will ever love Adam for his honesty. It's just not there
Yet is there hope, then Love but play thy part
Would you love me if I was a worm
for a long time i was afraid i would forget; now i'm afraid i might not
You don't see the light at the end of the tunnel now, but it's there. I'm holding it for you.
Do You Believe In True Love, She Asks
His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
The House on the Island Where She Was Born
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
she was waylaid by an octopus
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
If she didn't love you she would kill you
She Loves You
Oh, when I was in love with you
all I ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
I was not made for love songs, and love songs will never be made for me.
I told you I love you, now get out
I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now
There and Now - Live in Vancouver 1968
When the Space Shuttle Columbia was destroyed on re-entry, I felt a deep sorrow that Cowboy Bebop was now implausible
She was locked in time
the space was filled with love like light and that made me shine as well
You can now flame me, I am full of love
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
She was free
She was the cutest necromancer I ever did see
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
She was coming out as he was going in.
She is and was
He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
I used to love women from afar. Of course, now they call it stalking.
There is not much new to say about snow, or about broken love
There is no such thing as a love story
Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
Now he can be loved. Now he is no more.
I spent one year in love and all I got was this lousy T-Shirt.
When true love dies, there are no paparazzi
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
It will be a love story ... for she will be my heroine for all time
A woman will do anything if she loves you.
She Loves Me
Love is stored in the memories of what once was
It’s herself she didn’t love
Now it was personal
The girls had gone wild and now my dad's cock was missing
This is the time. The time was now. And now is then. This was the time.
That Was Then, This is Now
She Gave Sweet Love To Me
Now there's revolution but they don't know what they're fighting
she lit a fire and now she's in my every thought
There is only now
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
She just sat there
There is no smiley for the emotion I feel right now
The total sum of all things would be zero if it was not for love
She said she loved me
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.
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
The flowers smiled, but she was gone
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
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 always was devious in her beauty
I was tired. It was late. She was Russian.
She was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
If there is a heaven, she is there.
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.
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
she was just the dry smell of gasoline
She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
She was too beautiful to be human
And when she came back she was nobody's wife
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
She knew what she was doing
She was feminine in the most displaced sense I had ever seen, a known quality refracted through stained glass windows.
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
It's only love: at the end of the day, there are still thunderstorms and sunsets
I Told Ya I Love Ya, Now Get Out
I think I fell in love with her right then and right there
Was it Love, or Obsession?
this girl I was in love with
I am in love with so much more than your body heat, but let's start there
She loves me, she loves me not
I love you. Now get your finger out of my nose.
She hated the screen porch, but she loved the heat
Love Like Now
There Is No Love Between Us Anymore
As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay
She loved me for my maths
My way of showing love was consumption
Are there contingencies for brothers you loved?
If love was a circus, you'd be a clown
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
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.
Do you love me now, Daddy? Do you think I'm pretty?
She is what happens when silence makes love with night.
He had fallen in love, but I'm pretty sure the hellhound was only in it for the belly rubs
She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
there's nothing special about love or heartbreak
People wouldn't fall in love so often if it were more clearly marked
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
there are people in the world who love you, and they will see that this suffering will not have happened in vain
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.
You have to lie to fall in love. You have to tell the truth to stay there.
Now that there is no hell, evil folks like you just get reincarnated as McDonald's register jockeys
Now there's something you don't see every day, Chauncy
Music was better in the old days
Now and Then, Here and There
Oh, no. Look, you've gone and made me optimistic. I was before, but now it is showing.
What was once well planned in a mad girls mind, and is now quickly becoming a last minute nodermeet
Now there's a sonnet you don't see every day
She pulled the "I love you" on me
I used to think of sobriety as a purgatory, and that to be under the influence of drugs was relief from it. Now that I'm older I believe the opposite to be true.
she likes to dance on the edge. it's all she's known and she won't change now
(because this was always subconsciously the inspiration, even if I did not know it at the time, and I only realised it just now)
Now that was a scary ending
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
the fire burned and burned; it was so great and now so much time has passed and the fire is still burning, but it requires attendance
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
To a girl who thought she was moving away
She was steady
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
This was then, and now I can't even find your grave
Do you think you could love me now?
There were only twelve raindrops, she counted them on the windshield under heavy soft skies
She was never mine. I always shared 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.
I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
When she was bad
She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
What the hell was she thinking?
She was very beautiful. Y'know?
There I stood, rambling incoherently into the tin can, you loved it

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