My soul will forever be a home for your heart in a world of temporary love.
LAURA CHOUETTEMy soul will forever be a home for your heart in a world of temporary love.
LAURA CHOUETTEThe more I write about us, the more our love feels like art.
LAURA CHOUETTEHer love was like lavender, Delicate and melancholy.
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 CHOUETTEHow will you ever be able to heal your broken parts, if you keep allowing the past to stay?
LAURA CHOUETTESolitude causes more wounds than it was ever meant to heal.
LAURA CHOUETTEWe should never allow that the scars on our heart change the way we love – no matter how deep they run.
LAURA CHOUETTESince you are gone, I collect the stars each night building my own night sky, so I have something to hold onto forever.
LAURA CHOUETTEWe made a home for our wishes in the stars; while forgetting they were meant to be only the beginning.
LAURA CHOUETTEDon’t let the scars on your heart define the way you love.
LAURA CHOUETTEHow short the happy moments seem and how endless the sad ones.
LAURA CHOUETTESome break their hearts themselves to be healed of the wrong love.
LAURA CHOUETTESometimes I only fall in love with the moment itself not the people or places in it.
LAURA CHOUETTEAnd the darkness felt suddenly like home again. Like a familiar place in the shadows where we used to meet.
LAURA CHOUETTEI burned all our bridges – not knowing that love knows how to swim.
LAURA CHOUETTEWe can not all love in the same way – for the feeling would be called ordinariness instead. And of that, the world has too much already.
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