And just like that, fostered beneath the stars. curated by moonlight, our love became incarnate.
GEMMA IVERSENBut are they protection or a cage? These ribs that ensnare my heart so.
More Gemma Iversen Quotes
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A seed of suspicion. A sprout of doubt. A sapling of worry. But what an oak of strength I’ve become.
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You demanded silence and I became sonorous.
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I’ve brought myself back to life more times than I can remember. And when I say I brought myself back, I mean, I have clawed, clambered and coaxed myself from the precipice of self destruction.
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Let me show you how words can make merriment from the most bitter melancholy. How words softly spoken, can heal even the most insidious of wounds.
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And again I’m in your arms. Searching your skin for some small comfort. Your touch, this time, is love’s purest tender. Your hold, for now, is a fortress I feel safe in. Maybe, once more, I can call your body home.
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You don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.
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He loves me. He loves me not. Perhaps I’m one that fate forgot. Perhaps I wasn’t made for this, to lose myself in love’s first kiss.
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Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.
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Guess who’s flying free now? You, a mere speck of the ground. And I, lost and found amongst the clouds.
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I looked again at my new ring and in that moment all I knew, was that the greatest of adventures would be revealed in with you.
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Experience has taught me to tell the difference between a man that wants to tame me, mute my voice and claim me, and a man that is bold enough to let me be free.
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Still, I wrote. Even when the police where coming. Even when my whole body hurt, and the slightest sound would make me quake.
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Do I need you? No. But I want you. Like the fish seek warmer waters and the birds the brighter skies.
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I strip. In low light. In the silence of my room. I strip like an act of confession. Unclothing my meticulous mind and teasing language from the vestry of my soul.
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I couldn’t care less how much money a person has, or what their job title is. Show me a person who seeks out the beauty in a wreckage; who’ll take the remnants of their troubles and stitch a sail from the tatters.
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