The warmth is spring is near. It smells of hope and cheer. The budding bulbs of daffodils will end the endless fear.
IESTYN TUDORThe warmth is spring is near. It smells of hope and cheer. The budding bulbs of daffodils will end the endless fear.
IESTYN TUDORThe only person you’ll spend your entire life with is yourself. You should be your first focus.
IESTYN TUDORYou proved to me that I can lose something I never even had in the first place.
IESTYN TUDORThe flowers burn the grass, a thousand splendid suns; and life returns to everything as hope refills my lungs.
IESTYN TUDORI ache and long and feel in a language older than ours; one without words or phrases, consisting only of melancholy.
IESTYN TUDORHow do you use so many words to say nothing at all?
IESTYN TUDORBranches bow, longing to reach the crisp, punctured leaves, their old shedded skin.
IESTYN TUDORDo we only love the things we lose?
IESTYN TUDORI hope the world never steals us from ourselves.
IESTYN TUDORYour sorrowful beauty can soften a stone, and dampen the eyes of a god.
IESTYN TUDORYou are an ocean. I know your colors and the sound of your waves, but I’ll never see beneath your surface.
IESTYN TUDORWe parted sadly, like children in the street on a pleasant june afternoon.
IESTYN TUDORThe only thing that scares me more than standing out is not standing out at all.
IESTYN TUDORIf the wind itself turned to silk, singing ballads in my lungs, it couldn’t even hope to match the softness of your touch.
IESTYN TUDORYou’re an ocean that I can’t navigate. If storms wrack your surface, I dread to think what horrors lie in your depths.
IESTYN TUDORThe hardest goodbyes are the ones you never got to say.
IESTYN TUDOR