If the wind itself turned to silk, singing ballads in my lungs, it couldn’t even hope to match the softness of your touch.
IESTYN TUDORI ache and long and feel in a language older than ours; one without words or phrases, consisting only of melancholy.
More Iestyn Tudor Quotes
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Everything turns out okay in the end, so what is the point in worrying?
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Make the choice; to be comfortable or to be alive.
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People are good. No matter what. Beneath the rage and fear lies a wounded heart. We must do what we can do to heal it.
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My dearest contradiction. You are soft and obliterating, like the moon’s glare upon a sinner.
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You have your look. That lethal fusion of mischief and innocence, the one that maddens statues with lust.
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Look beyond their words. A whole world lies in what people never say.
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Branches bow, longing to reach the crisp, punctured leaves, their old shedded skin.
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Don’t act strong when everything wrong, when everything hurts and your energy’s gone.
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We suffered. We worried. We lost. We wept. But loved, and laughed, and cared, and helped.
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You are an ocean. I know your colors and the sound of your waves, but I’ll never see beneath your surface.
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How do you use so many words to say nothing at all?
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Every word I write is crude and weak when it comes to conveying you how much I appreciate you.
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Your pupils expanded like twin universes, engulfing my emptiness.
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I ache and long and feel in a language older than ours; one without words or phrases, consisting only of melancholy.
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One day, you’ll leave. And my heart will close like a weeping ipomoea never to open again.
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