I loved her not because who she was, but because who she is destined to be.
Atticus Li

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I loved her not because who she was, but because who she is destined to be.
Atticus Li
love is the gentle poison that we crave
Atticus Li
It`s difficult to exist in the same space as her / for she is composed of the galaxy/ and, I a dying star spinning towards my demise
Atticus Li
Love and courage, I had the love that lacked courage. she had courage but lacked the love.
Atticus Li
I loved her in every spectrum of the light
Atticus Li
Heaven wants nothing to do with us, and Hell shut its door. For I am in love with the in between, stuck hopelessly wishing for a miracle.
Atticus Li
There is a story that I want to tell you about. I took intro to film during a time of heartbreak, sleepless nights, and loneliness. There was a movie that we watched, it was starting Nicholas cage and Nicholas cage playing his younger brother. Horrible movie. But there is a scene in the film where both brothers are in this swamp, and they are chased by this guy with a gun. They know they might not make it, and the older brother looks at, the younger brother and says: "I really envy you, you are so oblivious to the world. I remember in middle school you had a huge crush on this girl, and when you finally gathered the courage to tell her, she acted so happy and while you were walking away. She turned to her friend and started to make fun of you. You were so oblivious and seemed so happy" The younger brother looks at, the older brother and says: "I knew they were making fun of me. But my love for her is mine, not hers."
Atticus Li
Never kiss a writer you will wake up with ink on your lips and poetry on your wrists
Atticus Li