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?
EMILY KURCBe here with me tonight, and lets sing the saddest moon song there ever was.
More Emily Kurc Quotes
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Occasionally, the sun is eclipsed by the body of a weeping human. Her tears make the soil harden and crust like the top of a burnt load of bread.
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When the leaves begin to fall, I find myself returning to old playlists in hopes that I can feel you holding my hand, or kissing me goodnight, or hear you singing my name into songs and blueing when it makes no sense.
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A place where our stories are rewritten, and six degrees of separation no longer troubles us.
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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.
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Each time I fall back in love with myself, I leave my pen and paper behind. It isn’t personal, or maybe it is. I just a always thought that poetry was for the hurting.
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There was a time when I loved you too much that it made me feel the darkest shades of blue. It’s been years now, but I’m seeing life in other colors again.
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The sun touched your skin with innocent delicacy as if you were a work of out that was made to be admired deeply.
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I hope you think of me during every thunderstorm.
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Soft and sweet and wrapped around your fingertips.
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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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I like to think of myself as the sun, but it gets really lonely all the way out here especially when everything I try to touch burns.
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I know I write too many love poems, and perhaps this is me admitting that the love inside me is still there somewhere, stagnant – but its a cruel addiction. I need a intervention.
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The future belongs to those who are brave enough to speak up about things that matter.
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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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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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