Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
M.K. STANDBYI wished to every fountain, prayed to every god but some futures are set in stone – so here we go again.
More M.K. Standby Quotes
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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 give your heart to a poet – we see stories in a sentence and haunt you with our ink.
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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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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 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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The leaves know when to let go – if only I had the same instinct.
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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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A dishonor greater than any affair, is that of a friend who never was.
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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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The smell of oak reminds me of summers spent sleeping under canvas, crackling fires and roasted coffee, the soft sound of guitar and voices in unison.
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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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Don’t waste your words on me, your face speaks in volumes that your breath could never reach.
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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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I see the way that he is with you – holding your heart with softness he never spared for mine.
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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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