You danced the fine line between graceful and reckless and this is what I wake to wait for.
KATE WESTEven your broken smiles are contagious.
More Kate West Quotes
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We’re outsiders- you and I- we could almost be brilliant.
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I hope your lemonade tastes like young summers and old times.
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May the stars be ever in your favor.
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I dream of you in constellations.
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Perfectly imperfect flawed and irreplaceably you.
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Take me to a skyscraper so we can watch the city sleep.
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Find someone who turns your hopes of maybe into dreams of always.
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It may have killed the cat but curiosity is what keeps me alive.
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And in the shard of fleeting vision, everything I once feared tastes like stolen magic.
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Your forever is always worth waiting for.
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The best of you is galaxies away from the ordinary.
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I shouldn’t have to dream of losing you to hold you all closer in the morning.
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You were the star in my life but now its my time to shine.
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Open your eyes to the bottomless sky that teases omnipresence and know that you are my beyond.
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Thank you for believing in me the way I used to.
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You make me feel the way Christmas did when I was a kid, I’d close my eyes look to the skies and magic became real.
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And you smile there on top of the world that to anyone else would have been vertigo.
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A love like ours could burn down this city.
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It might feel like sparks to you but to me it’s fireworks.
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For no reason is every reason to fly you to Paris this weekend maybe for coffee at the corner and dinner on the balcony of somewhere old and somewhere new. Darling, I found my Paris in you.
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Whatever it is however bad I’m so glad you’re still here.
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Dear curiosity, I wish you wished the best for me.
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Things will change – that’s the best and worst of it.
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Let’s go slow dancing around the kitchen, listening to the sound of dawn by the back roads and let our shadows paint the walls.
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Needing leave clumsy me – spilling mustard on my sleeve as cover-up for all the talk of love.
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I hope one day your paper cranes grow up in dreams and fly away.
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