You read between the wrong lines. — Christina Strigas
You read between the wrong lines. — Christina Strigas
You read between the wrong lines. — Christina Strigas
You read between the wrong lines. — Christina Strigas
You read between the wrong lines. — Christina Strigas
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You read between the wrong lines.

— Christina Strigas
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One celestial quake and the timeline belonging to her had imploded in the heavens like a dying star. It was like falling — R. W. Patterson, Solace From Shadows: Where Mortality and Eternity Collide
Grief—in all of its agony—burrowed deep into her essence, its serrated edges killing her piece by piece. — R. W. Patterson, Dark Night of the Soul: In the darkest of moments...a sacrifice to end a life...a rescue to save a soul.
You couldn’t make someone love you with a rune, and you couldn’t assuage grief with it either. So much magic, Clary thou — Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire
Half-broke hearts just didn't have much pep. — Amanda Linsmeier, Déjà You: Stories of Second Chances
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You wrote in a poem, “I love your body,” as if love was for you embodied in the senses, and yet more than the senses tog — David Plante, The Pure Lover: A Memoir of Grief
LOVE IS LIKE A DESIGNER FASHION, ENJOY IT WHEN YOU HAVE IT. LET IT GO WHEN IT IS GONE BECAUSE A NEW ONE WILL COME. — Linda Alfiori, The Art of Loving Again: How to More Intelligently Start Again After a Breakup, Divorce and The Death of a Loved One
Why shouldn't the living cords which lace our being together flick softly against a loved one in the very moment of thei — Colleen McCullough, Tim
Alas, I have grieved so I am hard to love. — Elizabeth Barrett Browning, Sonnets from the Portuguese by Elizabeth Barrett Browning: Plus Sonnets from the Porte-Cochere by S. H. Bass
Raindrops fall from clouds of gray.The fragile flowers grow.Teardrops seem all I can say.They speak of endless woe.Your — Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons
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