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.
EMILY KURC
Be here with me tonight, and lets sing the saddest moon song there ever was.
More Emily Kurc Quotes
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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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Leave me like you mean it. My heart can’t keep waiting for you.
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I learned to make art with my broken heart.
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I think I’ll always remember your birthday and the way you took your coffee because they’ll forever be pieces of you I cannot burn.
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Men like you were never meant for storms like us.
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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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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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Spill yourself onto the page with ink and a half healed heart and watch the words blossom.
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A place where our stories are rewritten, and six degrees of separation no longer troubles us.
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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 miss the sweat of september and the stickiness of the sheets.
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I have so much love to give even with these daggers still stuck in my heart.
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I don’t love you anymore. But each time you begin to fade it makes my heart feel numb.
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The sky was crying so I wiped away her tears, just like all the times she did the same me.
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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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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.
EMILY KURC