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.
M.K. STANDBYIn the end it’s all the same – the hearty fire or the damp earth. I pray I’m not alone.
More M.K. Standby Quotes
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A fight of a thousand years – the smart mind and the hopeful heart.
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The rain reminds me of his voice, a perfectly composed melody in the sky. Each drop that falls against my window, a dedication to the oceans I would cross – just to sit beside him.
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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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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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My throat burns with the words left unspoken, air hangs still and silence hides the words you long to hear – stay.
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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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I’m scared of mediocrity, of scribing my soul on fading pages, each destined to the fate that met those before it – gently laid to rest in a growing pile of unwanted words.
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The leaves know when to let go – if only I had the same instinct.
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I read that good things take time – but one look at him, and I knew I could never love someone more.
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Words hold little scope, for a love that stretches far beyond the limitations of language.
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What use is sleep, when reality is more beautiful than my dreams could ever muster?
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And in the end-you didn’t deserve my thoughts or my ink.
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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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You are a mirage – never mine to hold. A glimering promise so tempting to chase, eternally out of reach.
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Painting over cracks as you watch the ceiling fall – not everything can be healed with love.
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