I no longer wear my heart on my sleeve. Instead, I keep this love folded up, like a tiny paper plane, until my heart is ready to soar again.
EMILY KURCA place where our stories are rewritten, and six degrees of separation no longer troubles us.
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We all show our true colors eventually – mine is dark and firesome red. I bet I burned you. I don’t expect to see you soon.
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Spill yourself onto the page with ink and a half healed heart and watch the words blossom.
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I taught you how to love so you could get it right with someone else.
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I miss the sweat of september and the stickiness of the sheets.
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My mother always told me that love is like a plant, but she never prepared me for the realization that too much love towards the wrong person can drown your heart until it rots.
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I thought time would heal my broken heart, but its been forever since I fell in love and I’m scared that you took pieces of me that can’t be replaced.
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There were still embers scattered around me from the bridges I have burned. I wonder if they can feel it too. The space between us lingering like a scarlet letter, I’m learning how to love again.
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Do ghosts get tired of haunting? Of chasing old flames in darkness, of walking through dreams casting shadows against walls, against hearts, do they feel themselves forgotten?
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I woke up this morning and for once, I had no desire to drink my morning coffee. Is that how it felt for you to wake up and never return?
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I bet my words are still tangled beneath that streetlight fighting for the right combination to stay.
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Soft and sweet and wrapped around your fingertips.
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A place where our stories are rewritten, and six degrees of separation no longer troubles us.
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He grabbed my hand as the flames licked at my feet and the devil and I danced.
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In a dream like haze, the moment you left still spins on repeat like a broken record.
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I laugh and I cry and I reason on until the late night, but I never feel the urge to call you. The person that I once knew is forever frozen in time.
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