My love is like a lonely light wandering through the darkness searching for a home.
LAURA CHOUETTESince you are gone, I collect the stars each night building my own night sky, so I have something to hold onto forever.
More Laura Chouette Quotes
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We made a home for our wishes in the stars; while forgetting they were meant to be only the beginning.
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Chances we don’t take turn into dreams we will forget.
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Simple things are the most difficult ones; they enquire much more than one thought of ordinariness.
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The edges of our heart hold the most beautiful memories.
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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.
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We break ourselves to fit better into all the wrong hearts.
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Mistakes are flowers of change.
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Sometimes scars run deeper than wounds ever did.
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I hold a trembling fire in my heart, to burn the ghosts of broken regrets.
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Changes are important they are like the rain who washes away dead flowers to make space for new ones.
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Love is like a wild rose; the thorns will only make your heart bleed if you touch it without care.
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Forever seems dreadful without a love to fill it with.
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How will you ever be able to heal your broken parts, if you keep allowing the past to stay?
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To know why you fell in love will never bring you back up.
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No love defines us as much as the losses we have made in its name.
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Our freedom lays deeper than your laws will ever cut into paper…For my words and rights are more than lines.
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My soul will forever be a home for your heart in a world of temporary love.
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Time offers us space to grow.
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The 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.
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Solitude causes more wounds than it was ever meant to heal.
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I broke my own heart, hoping that you would find parts of me that you could love.
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An artist paints to forget while a poet writes to remember.
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We either die or live for something. And between those two there is only love.
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How simple tomorrow seems when there is nothing worth remembering (about yesterday).
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A 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.
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Some break their hearts themselves to be healed of the wrong love.
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