The hardest part is when the leaves abandon the trees. I seem to always lose a part of me.
HANNAH PEARLI wish I could bottle up this scent for winter days when it feels like this town will never see sun again.
More Hannah Pearl Quotes
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Your voice causes a power surge that courses through the veins, feeds off bones, minors in replay.
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If I had a wishing well, I’d wish you well. That the skies hold the key to all you’ve ever wanted, with or without me.
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I am hurting. I am angry. I am one hundred and thirty-two synonyms of regret, but atleast its proof that I was here.
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I’m used to falling, calling out timber right before the impact.
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I wish I could bottle up this scent for winter days when it feels like this town will never see sun again.
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Indigo child, you hid secret under graves, picked at the lamb stuck between teeth, felt around for monsters we once reaped. But the monster turned out to be free.
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If y’all like spooky season just examine my brain. It’s plastered across this page on display.
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Some days, my mind still flickers, but the light doesn’t stay on. Kind of like the hope I felt when your fingers squeezed my palm. But they simply call that a reflex.
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My god is a moment, a whimsical idea, a whisper. A hope bending itself into a prayer.
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Write me as if I were already a poem. Pen the stanzas as if storms and ships could birth something sacred. Color it a religious experience.
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Remember me in burnt coffee mornings, warm hugs, fresh sunday snow. Know that you loved me too cautiously.
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I’ve been afraid to look at the woman in the mirror. Everyday she looks less and less like me. It makes me wonder if I’ll ever find my way back home.
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And when I walk alone, I speak in deaf tones. I’m screaming and no one knows, no one knows. No one pays attention to where the sound goes.
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When words tripped off the side of your grin, I felt the statement slip toward my ear like the slide of a skateboard on griptape – how it led me to hate a sport I’ve never even tried.
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You will be the ocean. Strong enough to tighten the sails and safe enough to jump ship for.
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