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.
EMILY KURCDo 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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Spill yourself onto the page with ink and a half healed heart and watch the words blossom.
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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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There was a hesitation in your touch only time could see.
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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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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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He grabbed my hand as the flames licked at my feet and the devil and I danced.
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Your name still tastes like poison in my mouth.
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I miss the sweat of september and the stickiness of the sheets.
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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 don’t love you anymore. But each time you begin to fade it makes my heart feel numb.
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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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A place where our stories are rewritten, and six degrees of separation no longer troubles us.
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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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In a dream like haze, the moment you left still spins on repeat like a broken record.
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Men like you were never meant for storms like us.
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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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I have so much love to give even with these daggers still stuck in my heart.
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You don’t deserve my poetry. I hate that I give you that satisfaction still.
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Faded secrets and old voices have built towns inside my heart. Thats were we still meet.
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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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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 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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Each night I sit at my windowsill like a wolf howling to the moon, hoping that somewhere you feel me calling to you.
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