They tell me summer is coming, and soon we’ll be dancing on the shore. Waiting for the moonlight to light me up amongst the starlight.
RENEE STONEThe thought of you having to try hurts because it feels like you should have known to let me go before you grabbed ahold.
More Renee Stone Quotes
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To the songs you haven’t heard from me. To the pains you haven’t felt for me.
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Tell me I’m sun-kissed, but you burn my skin. And you already told me, I was paper thin.
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It takes less for me to be impacted, for my state of being to worsen.
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When the silence fades and now sounds begin to bloom, I will grow to feel calm again. Healthily this time.
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Healing means looking within when you want to move on. Healing means letting go when your grip is too tight.
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I carry on knowing that when I deteriorate, my body will be a museum of all I can do and all that hindered me.
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Somewhere the silence resonates, the clutter clears, and you’re set to start again.
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I wonder why I’m so empathetic, why people perceive me to be so kind. I don’t want my heart to burn when there’s no one burning mine.
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It’s really hard to grow up wanting to provide people with resources and support and realizing that while I can and will do that – I also need more than I thought I would.
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Body and mind aren’t separated. And so all these things I write, they are felt in the aches of my heart.
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I was never lonely alone because love has come to me in many forms, and one of them was you.
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To be understood and accepted could change so many lives.
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When you and the world are out of breath, take the steps to ensure your own needs are met. By the moment you know someone can’t on their own, you’ll hopefully be ready to help.
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The thought of you having to try hurts because it feels like you should have known to let me go before you grabbed ahold.
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I write poems of the past; they reveal the reasons we didn’t last.
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