Honesty, I don’t know how to love you less. Let alone not at all. I try my absolute best some days but this just makes me miss you more.
AIMEE C. HOVEYBad habits could’ve led me down so many worse paths than back to you.
More Aimee C. Hovey Quotes
-
-
Maybe the most perfect words I’ve ever heard, beauty and sadness, are these three. Not, I love you. But, Let it be.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
You’ll be what keeps me awake at night. Ignescent in the dark and impossibly my happiness.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
Thankyou for showing me not everything with love will leave.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
Its like you sat back and listened saw everything it would take you learnt how to hurt me perfectly and then could hardly wait.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
Nothing but hard work makes dreams come true and I will slave’til the end for a chance to watch the sunrise and fall beside you.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
Some things change and some things never will. A night spent with an old friend, my heart is full.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
Time might only tell if this will be comfort or a curse.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
Maybe the way you seem to feel safe with your arms in mine means I’m not all broken maybe there’s something good inside.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
And you, you’ll always be the most brilliant mystery a masterpiece of october midnight hauntings my best dressed trauma at the evening masquerade.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
And I miss where the sun sets. Over the english channel, on the south coast of sussex.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
Romeo and Juliet have nothing on this story, all the places we will go, or down in drumroll glory.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
The more you push to get close to me, the more I’ll withdraw. You’ll never catch me. Not if I don’t want to be caught.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
I’m holding on so tightly to the promise that if nothing lasts forever, someday, this sadness will end too.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
How disheartening and yet a kind of relief that you too turned out to be just like all the rest. How freeing it is to watch the sun rise and set without you.
AIMEE C. HOVEY -
Bad habits could’ve led me down so many worse paths than back to you.
AIMEE C. HOVEY