Isn’t it a lovely thing watching flowers greet the wind as if a gentle kiss is all they need to dance.
TERAZA FAULKNERI wish for a world where our hearts could be seen on the outside and we acred more about what our love looked like than our faces.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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I wish for a world where our hearts could be seen on the outside and we acred more about what our love looked like than our faces.
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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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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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You are the book I keep closed, for some stories are not easy to read. But flowers bloom in between like the story is still alive.
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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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Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
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Words are weighted messengers that can break when they drop but a moments pause is the harness that keeps them from falling.
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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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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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Sometimes our greatest strength is our greatest weakness sometimes to love is to fall.
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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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Take me from this wasteland, for I have longed for an escape like a bird that craves the wilderness, from every corner of his cage.
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Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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