Lately, none of what seems to matter when I’m holding you and maybe, baby, we’re getting better.
AIMEE C. HOVEYI miss you now since you were here than you never where. I’d forgotten what its like to watch the world with you and how much you feel like home.
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There’s a destitute side, a breakdown in me. My subversive pursuit to finally be free.
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What an absolute waste land loving you has become. Such a shame, to let it be any less.
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Time might only tell if this will be comfort or a curse.
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Nothing cuts deeper than being made a fucking fool at a time you’re already so vulnerable.
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Life won’t wait but you and I? we’re gonna live forever.
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Maybe the most perfect words I’ve ever heard, beauty and sadness, are these three. Not, I love you. But, Let it be.
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I lost so much of myself, when I lost them both. I learnt how to be strong on my own and for everyone else.
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Tomorrow will be the reminder that its all just a blur of oasis and vodka.
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Its like you sat back and listened saw everything it would take you learnt how to hurt me perfectly and then could hardly wait.
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I guess that’s the thing with forever you only get it once. So when you find yours in someone there’s not a thing you can do to forget and nobody else could ever come close.
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Honesty, I don’t know how to love you less. Let alone not at all. I try my absolute best some days but this just makes me miss you more.
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And I miss where the sun sets. Over the english channel, on the south coast of sussex.
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Maybe the way you seem to feel safe with your arms in mine means I’m not all broken maybe there’s something good inside.
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Romeo and Juliet have nothing on this story, all the places we will go, or down in drumroll glory.
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They say what is lost can always be found in the last place you look but I wouldn’t be so sure that you’ll ever see this version of me again.
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