Here I am again, chasing shadows, as if I’m peter pan convincing Wendy not to grow up – I’m waiting for you in the between place. Dreaming and never quite awake.
JESSICA WILDEUnderneath the stars, the weight of living dissolves – releases, breathes, be.
More Jessica Wilde Quotes
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I know I haven’t told you, but I also know, that you’ve felt my love.
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Wouldn’t it be enchanting if pixie dust and fairy wings could fix all our broken dreams?
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Loving you is like breathing in freshly fallen snow-baptized mornings.
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I chip and carve until I’m a corpse – a bone with no marrow, or a sparrow without wings, a vein without wings, a vein without blood, a puppet with no strings.
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I lace barbed wire around my heart, constrict it – pull tight, maybe the pain will make it feel alive, and I can pretend it didn’t already die.
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Misty morning welcomes me as I wander through the trees – calm amidst the chaos of distant memories.
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I hear your voice say my name and my soul melts slow, I’m a helpless mess.
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I’m half agony, half hope – like I’m a freshly cut bone, like the last stone that was held – then not thrown, like a garden where inspiration roots but never grows.
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I love you – like a lighthouse and the sea, like mountaintops and valleys, like how the sun breathes life into leaves without even touching.
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What do you do, when all the loves you’ve ever known have only been paper moons?
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I am swept beneath your current – it pulls me in, and I don’t even try to swim.
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Expanding like the universe, I discovered galaxies within. To break glass ceilings: Breath in trust, exhale doubt-beckon bravery.
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When winter withers – my bones begin to thaw, my lungs crackle as they expand, and the blood in my veins start to flow and I awaken from hibernation – hungry for happiness and eager to let go.
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You hold a piece of me I will never get back. Be even tender.
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I simply cannot hold onto hope, it aches like possibilities never reached, I’m bubbling over with grief – this chaos has caused so much loss and fatigue.
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