Meet me where happiness doesn’t feel like a false spring.
SCHUYLERThere will be a time where this hurts less and it will not mean it didn’t matter. It means that in the face of feeling something precious slip in my hands, I will always find a way back to myself.
More Schuyler Quotes
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How radiant you are, waiting by the window, watching for the sun to grant you more time to dance beneath it. You’ve let yourself dream again. Even if its in bites, even if it’s in a different voice than it used to be.
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I know I could be an astronomer of this swooning.
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Change is not a four letter curse word I once believed it to be.
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I allow myself to be a weathervane; receive every feeling that greets the shore of me.
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I never lose pieces of me, I just gain new understanding.
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We’re in spring and I have learned how to be gentle and sharp; strong bark on budding trees. Hold out your hands. I’ll leave a pink kiss and a pocket knife.
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I’m writing about moving again, and when I write about moving, I really mean beginning. I’m beginning again.
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I still know the fabric of where I begin and end.
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We’ve never seen what a happy life could look like if we chose to spend it by ourselves – sharing our beautiful lives with friends, family members, the occasional crush, and lounging out in that quiet space alone as if an idyllic sunned beach.
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I want to wade into the water on the sidewalk, crawl out of this feeling without giving it a name. Take a lighter to love’s sticky edges so its sadness isn’t caught in my throat.
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My love lives in my cheeks – gives me away by the first smile. all the lines from years spent laughing, warm with extra freckles in the summer; a poker face that doesn’t keep once my knees fold.
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I sit on the bare floor, leave my palms unturned, and watch relief pool into one hand, and uncertainty in the next. I will try not to lean more one way or another, but let them hold each other as company.
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Yes, this life is mine, but more often I watch it take place and my hands feel too far away to touch it.
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I’ll craft a haven that that cradles every joy and sorrow, but doesn’t hold them to keep.
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Please come here, but not too close.
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