So many memories of the man I loved,
Each one precious beyond words and enough,
Hopefully, to last me a lifetime.
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When I first saw him, I’d been attracted
to him.
I needed more from a man.
I needed to
feel totally a part of his life.
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Sometimes our greatest insights come from our failures, not from our
accomplishments.
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There is no greater sadness than holding on to the words you
never had the courage to speak.
That's why poems are made. Let the ink on the paper speak.
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