I bet my words are still tangled beneath that streetlight fighting for the right combination to stay.
EMILY KURCI am still weighed down by unspeakable heaviness- It follows like shadow currents.
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When I look at you, I see the moon – I wish you could see that you’re every poets muse.
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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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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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I taught you how to love so you could get it right with someone else.
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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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Even the places we used to visit in this empty town feel lyrical. My heart can’t help but sing along even now, but I’m tired.
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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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I am still weighed down by unspeakable heaviness- It follows like shadow currents.
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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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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 don’t love you anymore. But each time you begin to fade it makes my heart feel numb.
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I miss the sweat of september and the stickiness of the sheets.
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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 have so much love to give even with these daggers still stuck in my heart.
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A sea of jumbled emotions I had longed to live again, a feeling that no metaphor could match.
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