Conserving my energy for those who take their time, to find the light in me.
JENNY AMy arms spread like wings to your side of the bed, as I close my eyes. The sound of the rain, like music to my ears, my body sinks deep into my sheets. As I fall asleep with my heart in peace.
More Jenny A Quotes
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Time made us better, our communication was the root and evil couldn’t touch us, the light protected us.
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Treat her like a dream. Follow her, pursue her, and always remind her that you’ll never give up on her.
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We fail ourselves in many ways by hoping and praying for people to change, but little do we know the more rely on others, our growth delays.
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Time is precious. So are the people in your life. So love and be loved. Because tomorrow is never promised.
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Shed the path with your smile, and lead the ones who choose to find the light in you.
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Let them walk away. They will grasp for air, because of your absence, and because you were already ten steps ahead of them.
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Don’t surround yourself with people who run away from growth. Don’t limit yourself knowing you can evolve, do better and be better. Because you deserve better.
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I guess that is why no one would ever forget you. Because you carried the weight of your pain along with others.
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You are more than just come overs to bend over, constant forgiveness, and second chances. You are not just a good time. You are more than being enough when it only suits them. Because you are more than just to be loved temporarily. When there are others who look at you as forever.
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The softest hearts love the hardest.
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So may you love my roots and my thorns, just as much as you love the rose that I am – but don’t pick on my petals.
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And I don’t know where we are going. But wherever it is, I want to go there together.
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The parts of me you are afraid of, are the parts that are ready to be loved by you.
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Your voice sends vibrations through my ears, as the frequency of each word that falls from your lips, tracing every bone of my spine, making me weak.
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No matter how often we draw the lines, we will cross them – my favorite type of art.
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