I see the way that he is with you – holding your heart with softness he never spared for mine.
M.K. STANDBYSo long as we share a sky, in this life and any after – I’ll find my way back to you.
More M.K. Standby Quotes
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And in the end-you didn’t deserve my thoughts or my ink.
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I wished to every fountain, prayed to every god but some futures are set in stone – so here we go again.
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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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And in the end when the money is gone – will you still stay it was worth it.
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The leaves know when to let go – if only I had the same instinct.
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Peace found me in a wordless embrace – in the rising of autumn sun, and the sound of turning pages.
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It started the way it always does. A broken heart, and a blank page.
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In the end it’s all the same – the hearty fire or the damp earth. I pray I’m not alone.
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Maybe this time I choose ignorance, because giving began to feel like losing – repairing a house from rubble, and making sandcastles with the ash.
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The knot in a grain of wood, a frost covering sodden grass. Mornings warmed by the rising sun and brewing coffee – the vision of the poet.
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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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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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It spills from my fingers faster than ink can flow – feelings too strong to contain, emotions that demand to be felt.
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Born in one country and raised in another – seperated by ocean, but tied in blood.
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Your kisses fell on me like sand through an hourglass – a thousand tiny moments, for an eternity of stillness.
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