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Te quiero. Para tomarte de la mano mientras caminamos o conduces. Para molestarte y robarte besos para que no te molestes. Te quiero para grabarte todo el día y tomarte fotos desprevenido. Para abrazarte y acariciarte el cabello todo el tiempo. Te quiero para dedicarte versos, poemas y libros. Te quiero para casarnos, para viajar y recolectar momentos juntos. En pocas palabras, te quiero para toda la vida.

Valery Soza.

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vos nunca necesitaste

llamar mi atención

fui tuya desde el momento

en que me aceleraste el corazón.

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Someplace, Sometime

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“Love yourself unconditionally, just as you love those closest to you despite their faults.”

— Les Brown (via thoughtkick)

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Estoy triste y no hayo el motivo, ¿será que me haces falta?, suspiro pensando en ti, pienso tanto en ti, ¿pensarás en mí? porque yo te extraño y apareces en mis sueños, si aparezco en los tuyos abrázame porque yo si te extraño.

Neurótico inestable

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“He was no longer quite sure whether anything he had ever thought or felt was truly his own property, or whether his thoughts were merely a common part of the world’s store of ideas which had always existed ready-made and which people only borrowed, like books from a library.”

— Milan Kundera, Life is Elsewhere

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“Soulmates get tired of each other, but they never leave. They’re always together in spirit. That’s what makes this type of love so romantic and different from being with the love of your life. Being with the love of your life is built on logic and reason—two things that can be abandoned on a moment’s notice when madness starts to take root in one’s heart. Being with your soulmate, however, is built on destiny and fate—no matter what happens, you and that person will always be a love story that’s forever written in the stars.”

— Juansen Dizon, Soulmate Love

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“Sometimes it takes years before we realize how much a person we’ve lost really meant to us but in those moments it no longer matters anymore. We’ve grieved, we’ve moved on, and we’ve learned. Life has this way of protecting us from such realizations early on for us to be able to heal from the damage properly.”

— Juansen Dizon, Life’s Way of Protecting Us

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“Yo sólo quiero que alguien me ame como algunos aman a la Luna, como otros aman el alcohol. Quiero que alguien me ame con adoración, con frecuencia, con pasión, con ternura, con ilusión…”

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“You might find someone who will love you differently But you will never find anyone who loves you as much as me”

— (via in-my-thinking)

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