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it is what it is

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You're all I think of.

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I have to be honest with you. I think about you a lot. All the time, actually. In the morning, at night, in the middle of my day. It's you. It's just always you.

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Ma arde pielea,

vreau s-o sting cu ceva,

dar buzele ei sunt mult prea departe,

poate ca am s-o sting cu ochii ei de gheata,

si cu sufletul ei rece,

cu izul ei de noiembrie ploios,

cu maini ce ma considera nevrednic

de a fii atins.

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Anna Akhmatova, translated by Judith Hemschemeyer, from "We Will not Drink,"

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Seraphine Saintclair, “Rhapsodies of Rainbow”

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"Seeing your face takes my breath away..."

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"Of course I did. With every beat of my heart."

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Anna de Noailles, translated by Norman R. Shapiro, from Poems; “Dazzled, Precise,”

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"I fell in love with your laugh, the way it makes everything else disappear into the background."

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The universal human experience of longing for the past, especially when it is no longer accessible.

My Grandmother's House by Kamala Das

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Oh, to spend winter nights with you. Cold outside, my head on your lap, talking about space, art, movies, literature, poetry, and the mysteries of existence.

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“Come and kiss me and let’s forget.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Ice Palace