And I saw forever in your eyes ’til the sunset started to dim your light. You told me you’d always hold me tight, but your warmth faded with the bright.
RENEE STONEI wish you could feel it when it’s dark at night, and I think of you when I pass the streetlights. But I know you feel the care without me being there.
More Renee Stone Quotes
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I overwhelmingly write from sadness – in songs, in prose, in verse.
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If I could reverse time, I would spend more time looking into what ailed my loved ones – would have learned more about medical gaslighting.
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I wish you could feel it when it’s dark at night, and I think of you when I pass the streetlights. But I know you feel the care without me being there.
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I spill words among pages so that I can’t say my thoughts are stuck in cages. Can’t say I didn’t let it out when I can say for sure I wrote it down.
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It felt vulnerable to have people know my weaknesses, but there is so much strength from going back to the start and re-determining who you are.
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I carry on knowing that when I deteriorate, my body will be a museum of all I can do and all that hindered me.
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It’s really hard to grow up wanting to provide people with resources and support and realizing that while I can and will do that – I also need more than I thought I would.
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I hide myself in the galaxies of my creations – unsure of who I am beyond that.
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My body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
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I was never lonely alone because love has come to me in many forms, and one of them was you.
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When you and the world are out of breath, take the steps to ensure your own needs are met. By the moment you know someone can’t on their own, you’ll hopefully be ready to help.
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We’re so distant, words can’t save us.
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It takes less for me to be impacted, for my state of being to worsen.
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Here you are, another heartache to guard under my wings as I wait wondering when it’ll be time for me to fly.
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My words decay. I grow as they fray, unbecoming in the passage of time.
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