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#angeliquelouve-poetry
alouve · 10 months
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So is it love if it makes you sad?
It's love if it makes you feel so deeply anything can make you sad.
A. Louve
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alouve · 10 months
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Find me after...
For now, I shall be writing letters:
To him, my mindreader,
Whose love I ache for him to surrender,
To her, my young believer,
Whose heart I've failed to defend once more.
A. Louve
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alouve · 11 months
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Sometimes, it takes you loving another to realize you're capable of loving yourself.
A. Louve
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alouve · 1 year
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I know if I let you go, sooner or later, you'll find someone who deserves you more.
So I hope God would allow me this one act of selfishness because you're starting to look like the only thing I could never share.
A. Louve
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alouve · 1 year
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"We can't leave at the same time. It's either you'll tire of me and leave first or some force will take you away."
A. Louve
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alouve · 1 year
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Don't get used to me.
I'm long gone even before you met me.
A. Louve
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alouve · 1 year
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The Disappearing Act:
I tend to disappear when I'm not okay.
But since I've met you, I worry that if I do, I'd never find you again.
A. Louve
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alouve · 1 year
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"-And so the story goes... A woman of God with sharp wit and blunt will ends up worshiping a mortal man."
A. Louve
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alouve · 1 year
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"I feel like I've known you even before I met you...
When you leave, I'll miss you for the rest of my life."
A. Louve
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alouve · 1 year
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"Goddamn.
I like someone again."
A. Louve
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alouve · 1 year
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Sometimes, we just need a reminder to why we had to do it.
A. Louve
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alouve · 1 year
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I look for you in my sleep...
Hoping that you're a different person in my dreams—much kinder, more loving.
A. Louve
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alouve · 1 year
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Maybe I don't miss you...
Maybe I just miss me before you.
A. Louve
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alouve · 1 year
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I ache. Oh, how I ache.
A. Louve
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alouve · 1 year
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No regrets just heartaches.
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alouve · 1 year
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What a wonder mortality is... To have the instinct for survival as well as the tendency for suicide.
A. Louve
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