Surely I could never be certain of how many stars I’ve counted in the sky or of how such tiny particles can be build into wild-eyed stories like Aquarius and Cassiopeia. I could read you as I would the constellations and never tire.
HANNAH PEARLIf 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.
More Hannah Pearl Quotes
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If I’m wrong about you, let’s face it instead of fading like tire marks swallowed by rain. Run me into the midst of a storm. Leave me to drown there.
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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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Your voice causes a power surge that courses through the veins, feeds off bones, minors in replay.
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I wait and wait and wait and god I am sick of waiting. To not see your face anymore. To not know the burden that belongs to you. To not imagine the window I looked through the night I found out.
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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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You have always been enough. Allow yourself to finally feel it.
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Don’t bother finding a soulmate. Your aunt tells you, your fluffy scrambled eggs are the best she’s had and dammit, you can enjoy those all by yourself. No need to share the wealth.
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It’s time for me to dust off this weary heart so that I may open it to one whose only open to me. You’re going to miss me when I’m gone and it’ll be too late.
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Your promises shatter like glass. Sliced nerves for every lie that travels from your tongue.
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What an intimidating kind of beauty a rainbow holds. Then of course, there’s the jealously dripping between vampirish teeth of those who dare mock it.
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Your words once a melody, now read like an obituary.
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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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I miss you a little less each day. You’re just a faded memory now – delicate; tucked away.
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You are worthy of feeling incredibly and unapologetically alive.
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Caution! This vehicle stops quite frequently when overwhelmed.
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