M.K. Standby Quotes

Country:United Kingdom

Profession:Writer

Message:Bath in words that replenish your spirit.

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    Your kisses fell on me like sand through an hourglass – a thousand tiny moments, for an eternity of stillness.

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    So long as we share a sky, in this life and any after – I’ll find my way back to you.

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    I wished to every fountain, prayed to every god but some futures are set in stone – so here we go again.

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    We didn’t know it was simpler, did we? Those days of sunburnt youth and carefree adventure. Knowing that indestructible optimism would waver with experience – would I have gripped it a little tighter? Held on a little longer?

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    In the pale light of a setting sun – I’ll hold your hand and promise to love you more, on the days that you forget to love yourself.

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    The rain reminds me of his voice, a perfectly composed melody in the sky. Each drop that falls against my window, a dedication to the oceans I would cross – just to sit beside him.

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    I’m scared of mediocrity, of scribing my soul on fading pages, each destined to the fate that met those before it – gently laid to rest in a growing pile of unwanted words.

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