Some things change and some things never will. A night spent with an old friend, my heart is full.
AIMEE C. HOVEYI 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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Words lit low on kerosene pages, familiar comforts like asphyxiation.
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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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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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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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Tell me, please how I’m ever meant to forget these exact words that you said – “you have my heart you stole it and I’m fine with that”
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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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Nothing cuts deeper than being made a fucking fool at a time you’re already so vulnerable.
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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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All those questions that I was too afraid to ask? In the end I lay down cold welcoming the answers to tear me in half.
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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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You’ll be what keeps me awake at night. Ignescent in the dark and impossibly my happiness.
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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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Bad habits could’ve led me down so many worse paths than back to you.
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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 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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