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.
AIMEE C. HOVEYNothing 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.
More Aimee C. Hovey Quotes
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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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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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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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Romeo and Juliet have nothing on this story, all the places we will go, or down in drumroll glory.
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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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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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Lately, none of what seems to matter when I’m holding you and maybe, baby, we’re getting better.
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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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Tomorrow will be the reminder that its all just a blur of oasis and vodka.
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Words lit low on kerosene pages, familiar comforts like asphyxiation.
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Put the memories away keep them safe especially the good (they cause the most pain)
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Thankyou for showing me not everything with love will leave.
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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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Time might only tell if this will be comfort or a curse.
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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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