The more you push to get close to me, the more I’ll withdraw. You’ll never catch me. Not if I don’t want to be caught.
AIMEE C. HOVEYMaybe 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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I’m holding on so tightly to the promise that if nothing lasts forever, someday, this sadness will end too.
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A hello from you can still bring me to my knees, set me free. More than any goodbye ever could.
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Lately, none of what seems to matter when I’m holding you and maybe, baby, we’re getting better.
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A long time ago I came to realize that no matter where I am no distance I could go can ever make my heart forget you’ve made a home inside my soul.
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Nothing but hard work makes dreams come true and I will slave’til the end for a chance to watch the sunrise and fall beside you.
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How is it possible that only you can stop time when I meet your eyes of green gunshot fire.
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Thankyou for showing me not everything with love will leave.
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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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And you, you’ll always be the most brilliant mystery a masterpiece of october midnight hauntings my best dressed trauma at the evening masquerade.
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If I could go back to a time I’d be with you. And I’d thank you again for almost being the healing to my heart.
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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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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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Words lit low on kerosene pages, familiar comforts like asphyxiation.
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She’s never seemed fragile, or weak. No. Never. Not to me. Her strength, is viking. Her bravery. Her wild. And at night, Helena, she sleeps. With the wolves lovingly at her feet.
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I know I’ll look back on these days and wonder why were some so hard? I know already that they’ll be, the best I’ve ever had. I know I’ll look back on these seemingly impossible days and wish for them back. And I’m finally starting to understand what it feels like to be really loved.
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