passion
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I have never been good at describing love. Love makes me anxious, it makes me wonder, it makes me sad. In moments it makes me happy and overwhelmed with my emotions. In others it makes me feel grief like I’ve lost someone dear to me and had no memories of why they meant so much.
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One day when love finds me again I want it to be all consuming for me and them. Not one sided and full of hurt and unsureness. I want something soft and pure a love I can place my heart safely in. One day love will find me when I am completely and utterly unbroken
Poetry With Me 