Maybe water is not entirely lost when soaked into sand. Maybe it finds a better resting place to call home; and I hope she did too.
ODD KENThis ‘missing you’ It begs for water; it cries your name.
More Odd Ken Quotes
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Just as it demands blood, to meet bone, It’ll forever take something painful to understand pain.
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Either the jump or the drown, loving her has always readied me for the fire.
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Most days missing her is my only choice between death and dying.
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I don’t think the world is ever getting better; I guess maybe people just find new ways to hide what kills them.
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It is my dying wish to travel around the world; to feel this hurt in a slightly different way!
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Often times the language is different; by which I mean, I love her, and it’s the only stammer I’ve ever known.
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I guess there’s so much in your absence that kills my soul from the burning wood to ash.
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I knew you would leave someday; And from there a poet will be born from the ashes.
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Please the night’s cold, not her name again!
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Breathe in the pain and bring out the wounds. It’s only a process and you’ll learn to survive the rest.
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I held my breath underwater and felt surrender in my lungs; maybe this too counts as love.
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Respect pain. Every heartfelt word is first born from sadness.
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Love is a job doer and a man slayer. Both equally efficient, until the taste of it is most felt on the cold side of the ribs.
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What if love has always been the quench and the fire? or perhaps all we need to lose to find all we need to have?
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Like a fractured bone in the ribs, the heart can be painfully heavy sometimes.
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In the end not every bleeding thing dies; at least, not like a paper plays in fire.
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I guess this has been my confusion; where I went wrong. Thinking that love could possibly come as a thing without the burns.
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You’re gone. And I think I’m only trying to mean a lot to myself too.
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Pain is never too weak to leave the body still standing or laughing the same.
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There’s not much I know about forgetting. By which I mean I can hear her name from a distance; and it still breathes cold in my chest.
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No one thing stays the same after a goodbye.
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I guess we all understand the love language fine; but maybe truth is we’re just too fluent in goodbyes.
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Like her name, some people are best left scrouged on the skin.
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Give everything some time; pain hasn’t learn to walk yet.
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I can sing love; only I’m afraid the lyrics might get shattered again.
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I’ve seen it, I know it too; love still dances in the fire after the rescue.
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