Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
TERAZA FAULKNERPain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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I’m like a lost bird. My wings are not broken, but my heart is. Love always kept me flying. But now, love is what keeps me still.
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I stand before mother natures pleasures as she is a playground for my soul. But you will always be the only playground that I call home.
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Snow relies on branches much like I rely on love but snow knows how to let go and I know how much it hurts.
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We choose our gardens based on what will bloom, and we wait out the seasons, until they do. And sometimes, love needs patience too.
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Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
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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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I’ve been that children, learning to walk. Somedays I’ve fallen, and some days I’ve crawled. But the steps, they grew. And so did my strength. And then I let go of your hand.
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If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
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Pain made me grow in the most unexpected places. And now I know what it feels like to be a wildflower.
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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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Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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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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The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
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