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.
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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We are much like the nights sky, the big things draw our attention. But its the little things that really light us up.
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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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I am not scared of what I may find within the darkness of this forest line. But I do fear what the wild may find in me. I do fear that kind of vulnerability.
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There is no road less travelled than the one that leads into the sea. But the waves will always take you to where you need to be.
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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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Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
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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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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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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 am caught between the meadow and the sky knowing I can walk long distances, but believing there’s something greater than where my feet can take me.
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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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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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Isn’t it a lovely thing watching flowers greet the wind as if a gentle kiss is all they need to dance.
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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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