Each night I sit at my windowsill like a wolf howling to the moon, hoping that somewhere you feel me calling to you.
EMILY KURCI taught you how to love so you could get it right with someone else.
More Emily Kurc Quotes
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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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Soft and sweet and wrapped around your fingertips.
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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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The sky was crying so I wiped away her tears, just like all the times she did the same me.
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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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Be here with me tonight, and lets sing the saddest moon song there ever was.
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The future belongs to those who are brave enough to speak up about things that matter.
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You don’t deserve my poetry. I hate that I give you that satisfaction still.
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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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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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Spill yourself onto the page with ink and a half healed heart and watch the words blossom.
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Faded secrets and old voices have built towns inside my heart. Thats were we still meet.
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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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I taught you how to love so you could get it right with someone else.
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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 hope you think of me during every thunderstorm.
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I am still weighed down by unspeakable heaviness- It follows like shadow currents.
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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 miss the sweat of september and the stickiness of the sheets.
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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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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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When I look at you, I see the moon – I wish you could see that you’re every poets muse.
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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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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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