Some days I wonder how I can become more then I think of you and I grow with love.
TERAZA FAULKNERThe more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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Dawn breaks and this heart breaks, too. Yet the sun continues to rise and this heart of mine knows only of the journey down, like an eclipse of the heart.
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She fades away falls behind the curtain of the night and retreats beyond the darkness as though she is gone for good. Yet, she always returns. And so does, love.
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Sometimes my lion will try to roar back when I flee. But its my butterfly that keeps me silent when I leave.
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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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Wouldn’t it be a different world if love passed as freely through us as money passes through hands.
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A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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If truth be known it is not all about rainbows sometimes eyes of melancholic skies still shine they still find light and color despite the sky.
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Pain is as dark as it is deep. But just like anything that receives enough light, it too will fade over time and become something, a little less ominous, and a little more hopeful.
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Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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I’m holding onto you, like a cloud holds rain. Knowing at some point I must let go. But waiting for the perfect storm, that will make it so much easier.
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I’ve painted stars around tears that I’ve cried. And now my pain is a galaxy and every star has a name and every name feels like pain and you’re every star.
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It was meant to be just rain, that went away. Yet we became the storm, of yesterday.
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I will always have a little bit of the wild in me. Always remembering what a good heart tastes like. Like love, that never ends. Like you.
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Maybe all these tears are leading me somewhere. Because when the sun meets rain, something beautiful emerges. And perhaps I am a rainbow in the making.
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Skin on skin his heart beat an orchestra against her chest. Love never tires of music like this.
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