To survive is to drag yourself from the water and forget what it is to swallow salt.
BLAKE AUDENThere are pieces of you in all the things you have loved. This is how we live forever.
More Blake Auden Quotes
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To hurt is simply an act of remembering. Of holding my skin to the edge in the hope I might feel anything at all.
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It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s just that I don’t want to.
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You are more than the things that have hurt you.
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I know you will take the last of me and I will love you anyway.
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Love is a child with a gun in her hand.
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Maybe letting go isn’t all that different to loving you.
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What a gentle curse: to still want you after all we’ve been.
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My body has always been a stranger. And it aches in a language I don’t understand.
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I didn’t believe in forever. But I did believe in you.
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I miss you. By which I mean I’m jealous of the soil that gets to hold your bones.
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I have never known what happiness really means, but I’m sure it sounds a lot like your name.
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There’s a weight to it, this missing you.
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Can someone tell the birds she’s gone. They’re still singing for her and it’s breaking what’s left of my heart.
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Just because the pain is comfortable doesn’t mean you have to wear it.
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I cannot lose you quietly. It will take blood and bone to pull you from my chest.
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It was always you who felt like water when my whole body was a flame.
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Please don’t let me sleep. I’ll only dream of her.
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Even heartbreak can find a way to feel like home.
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I’m sorry for being this hard to love.
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You touch me as though you have forgotten my skin.
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Some days, all of it aches with beauty. Others, it all just aches with you.
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I spent a lifetime building shrine to things that can’t love me back. (music, poetry, you)
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And again I wake up hoping today is the day I don’t miss you.
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What a fragile, dying thing love turned out to be.
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There are pieces of you in all the things you have loved. This is how we live forever.
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Everything I know of love is told in the bruises we left on each other.
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