And all the stars in the deep blue sky are the tears of the moon; the ones he cried while dreaming about the sun
LAURA CHOUETTEAnd all the stars in the deep blue sky are the tears of the moon; the ones he cried while dreaming about the sun
LAURA CHOUETTEHow will you ever be able to heal your broken parts, if you keep allowing the past to stay?
LAURA CHOUETTEAnd the darkness felt suddenly like home again. Like a familiar place in the shadows where we used to meet.
LAURA CHOUETTEMaybe we become what we write about.
LAURA CHOUETTEChanges are important they are like the rain who washes away dead flowers to make space for new ones.
LAURA CHOUETTEMistakes are flowers of change.
LAURA CHOUETTEHope is a poison we drink too often.
LAURA CHOUETTEThe dark silhouette of a forgotten rose in a forbidden garden of love; what kind of delicate fragrance of forgiveness it seems to tell my heart about.
LAURA CHOUETTEOh darling, if the universe would need the love of us careless humans to keep its restless heart alive the sky would be full of dead stars.
LAURA CHOUETTEAutumn nights carry the most colourful dreams through the empty woods.
LAURA CHOUETTENo love defines us as much as the losses we have made in its name.
LAURA CHOUETTEA lifetime of suffering will never be worth a moment of love.
LAURA CHOUETTEOur freedom lays deeper than your laws will ever cut into paper… For my words and rights are more than lines.
LAURA CHOUETTEYour heart can capture pain and love at the same time.
LAURA CHOUETTEThe fading blue of yesterdays sky is reminding me of the hopeless love I told the moon about you.
LAURA CHOUETTEDon’t let the scars on your heart define the way you love.
LAURA CHOUETTE