Love is a child with a gun in her hand.
BLAKE AUDENThe embers of us no longer keep me warm. But they still set fire to everything they touch.
More Blake Auden Quotes
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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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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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I don’t know if you are the water or light. Only that you can flood a room.
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I don’t know how else to say it. I will love you for the rest of my life.
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And again I wake up hoping today is the day I don’t miss you.
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Please don’t let me sleep. I’ll only dream of her.
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She smiles and life isn’t as hard as it used to be.
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The embers of us no longer keep me warm. But they still set fire to everything they touch.
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You touch me as though you have forgotten my skin.
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She lost herself, a little, in that darkness but returned with stars beneath her skin.
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We built futures I’ll never get to visit. But I still have to watch them crumble.
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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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All I really know is whatever the cost you’re worth it.
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Of course, you don’t know how to love me. I’ve never known how to do that, either.
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I knew I loved you before I understood what that meant.
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And again my mind runs to you in the way that rivers can’t help but return to the salt.
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I can’t imagine a universe where she is anything other than a masterpiece.
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Maybe the universe breaks people in different ways so they fit when they are together.
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Her smile is an open flame and I have a paper heart.
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What a gentle curse: to still want you after all we’ve been.
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I know you will take the last of me and I will love you anyway.
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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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Some days, all of it aches with beauty. Others, it all just aches with you.
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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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There’s a weight to it, this missing you.
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