I’m holding on so tightly to the promise that if nothing lasts forever, someday, this sadness will end too.
AIMEE C. HOVEYAnd I miss where the sun sets. Over the english channel, on the south coast of sussex.
More Aimee C. Hovey Quotes
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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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Time might only tell if this will be comfort or a curse.
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Put the memories away keep them safe especially the good (they cause the most pain)
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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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Tomorrow will be the reminder that its all just a blur of oasis and vodka.
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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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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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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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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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You’ll be what keeps me awake at night. Ignescent in the dark and impossibly my happiness.
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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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How disheartening and yet a kind of relief that you too turned out to be just like all the rest. How freeing it is to watch the sun rise and set without you.
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