Hope is like that pale orange fight shimmering on the horizon in this early morning hours, And like the stars in the lonely night sky with no place to go when dusk falls.
LAURA CHOUETTEHope is like that pale orange fight shimmering on the horizon in this early morning hours, And like the stars in the lonely night sky with no place to go when dusk falls.
LAURA CHOUETTEThe edges of our heart hold the most beautiful memories.
LAURA CHOUETTEChanges are important they are like the rain who washes away dead flowers to make space for new ones.
LAURA CHOUETTESolitude causes more wounds than it was ever meant to heal.
LAURA CHOUETTESome choices are destined to be mistakes.
LAURA CHOUETTEWe should never allow that the scars on our heart change the way we love – no matter how deep they run.
LAURA CHOUETTEA great poet to me is a person who can describe a painting in such ways that even a person with closed eyes can feel the pain of the artist.
LAURA CHOUETTELet’s dance to the tranquil melody of our love; a waltz of peculiar sadness & profound melancholy. Underneath the velvet night sky of somber thoughts – witnessed only by the most vivid stars.
LAURA CHOUETTEI burned all our bridges – not knowing that love knows how to swim.
LAURA CHOUETTENo love defines us as much as the losses we have made in its name.
LAURA CHOUETTEAn artist paints to forget while a poet writes to remember.
LAURA CHOUETTEGive me just a little ray of hope and I promise to fly on my own.
LAURA CHOUETTEI broke my own heart, hoping that you would find parts of me that you could love.
LAURA CHOUETTEMaybe we become what we write about.
LAURA CHOUETTETo know why you fell in love will never bring you back up.
LAURA CHOUETTEPretty flowers have to die some day too.
LAURA CHOUETTE