I’m holding on so tightly to the promise that if nothing lasts forever, someday, this sadness will end too.
AIMEE C. HOVEYThankyou for showing me not everything with love will leave.
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I 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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And as I gave up the fight to leave the forever in my heart behind, I made friends within the hellfire beast that will always burn a little too close whilst you remain out of reach.
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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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Words lit low on kerosene pages, familiar comforts like asphyxiation.
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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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Some things change and some things never will. A night spent with an old friend, my heart is full.
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Life won’t wait but you and I? we’re gonna live forever.
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Tomorrow will be the reminder that its all just a blur of oasis and vodka.
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Put the memories away keep them safe especially the good (they cause the most pain)
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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 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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You love me some days I’m honestly sure of it. You think I haven’t noticed and I’ll pretend I didn’t. You love me somedays and that’s okay with me.
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I meant every word I said. And I hate that it would mean so much to me, to know that I cross your mind occasionally.
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And didn’t I used to say “live fast, die young” right up until it was your last day too soon, with me under the sun.
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