I read that good things take time – but one look at him, and I knew I could never love someone more.
M.K. STANDBYMaybe this time I choose ignorance, because giving began to feel like losing – repairing a house from rubble, and making sandcastles with the ash.
More M.K. Standby Quotes
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Building a fire from a ash, what did I expect?
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I see the way that he is with you – holding your heart with softness he never spared for mine.
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A fight of a thousand years – the smart mind and the hopeful heart.
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Spirits dance on a velvet night, the sky it’s deepest black. In restless sleep and twisted dreams, they find themselves alive.
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Don’t waste your words on me, your face speaks in volumes that your breath could never reach.
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Lies sound so sweet when they are wrapped in velvet, a luxurious deception that charms my restless spirit – and I’m forever taken by beautiful things.
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The bond of friendship as tight as any lover – where shoulders carry shared burden, a devotion unmatched by any other.
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Leaves dance on twisted arms, swaying on the breeze as though choreographed by unseen hands. Even the faithless could find themselves converts, by the smell of dampened earth and its blossoming rose.
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I fill the shadow of the girl you want, a placeholder to the one I know you’d rather – I’ll do for now, but not forever.
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Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
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You broke me into pieces, but I took those shards and built a mosaic. I’m stronger for the fall, and more beautiful than I could have ever been with you.
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We didn’t know it was simpler, did we? Those days of sunburnt youth and carefree adventure. Knowing that indestructible optimism would waver with experience – would I have gripped it a little tighter? Held on a little longer?
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The leaves know when to let go – if only I had the same instinct.
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So long as we share a sky, in this life and any after – I’ll find my way back to you.
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Scribbled lines and crumpled pages – piles of rejection and resurrection. There will never be the right words to amend a lost goodbye.
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