I lost a God once.
NIKITA GILLMy darling, he is just a boy. How can he possibly begin to appreciate the constellations you leave in your wake, or the stardust in your bones, when he has yet to realize just what it means to be in love with a girl like you?
More Nikita Gill Quotes
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It happens suddenly. One day, your parents don’t pick you up any more.
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You have never forgotten how home was more than just a language you grew inside your mouth before you said it in a way your tongue bled.
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You can strive to be perfect. Or you can strive to be art.
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The bad new is, what was shattered may never be possible to rebuild. The good new is, what you make in its place will be better than what was destroyed.
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People talk about love like it is patient and kind. Love is also dark. It is ferocious and angry and destructive.
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And often when she finds herself missing him, missing the good moments with him, she whispers to herself, ‘The absence of you has taught me how to love myself. So thank you, my darling, my dearest.
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And you say you are broken, but broken mirrors like you create the most beautiful patterns of light.
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Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours. Infuse modern love with the hues of older romance. An agency that offers something real in a world that was increasingly becoming plastic.
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And they didn’t spend years painting your soul into masterpiece-like existence for you to waste it on someone who doesn’t appreciate you.
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So sing a soft lullaby to the things you hate about yourself, and get to know them too.
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I wish they could see the tenderness in the way the darkness takes the night’s hand.
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When I set out to find my father, I was not being brave. I was acting out of fear or losing the only parent I ever had. They may want you to believe I was simple being brave, but anxiety makes more heroes than history would care to repeat.
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And power, power was so much more important than beauty ever could be.
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Some things are beautiful, but they are beautiful in the way of the sun. If you fly too close, they will melt your wings and send you plummeting into the sea.
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And I return home always. Because love’s call has always been stronger than the moon’s.
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