The future belongs to those who are brave enough to speak up about things that matter. EMILY KURC BraveFutureTalkWorth
I think I’ll always remember your birthday and the way you took your coffee because they’ll forever be pieces of you I cannot burn. EMILY KURC BurnCoffeeForeverPiecesRememberThinkingWay
We all show our true colors eventually – mine is dark and firesome red. I bet I burned you. I don’t expect to see you soon. EMILY KURC BurnColorDarknessExpectationTrue
Faded secrets and old voices have built towns inside my heart. Thats were we still meet. EMILY KURC BuildFadeHeartSecretVoice
The sun touched your skin with innocent delicacy as if you were a work of out that was made to be admired deeply. EMILY KURC AdmireDeepInnocenceSkinSunTouch
The sky was crying so I wiped away her tears, just like all the times she did the same me. EMILY KURC CrySkyTearsTime
Each time I fall back in love with myself, I leave my pen and paper behind. It isn’t personal, or maybe it is. I just a always thought that poetry was for the hurting. EMILY KURC HurtLeavingLovePoetryTimeTime Love
I woke up this morning and for once, I had no desire to drink my morning coffee. Is that how it felt for you to wake up and never return? EMILY KURC CoffeeDesireDrinkMorningReturn
In a dream like haze, the moment you left still spins on repeat like a broken record. EMILY KURC BreakDreamsMomentsRepeat
