It quietly stops my breath to realize that my greatest grand gesture, my last, best act of love was to let you go.
STEPHANIE BRIARCan hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.
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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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Some days, my mind will still be in prison, but I will live in spite of it. I unlearn how to swim; I trade my gills for lungs and wings.
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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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Can hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.
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The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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Stop accepting abstract noun love. Real love is always action verb.
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The day I made peace with my pain was the day I was born again.
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I fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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Anxiety is living with an apple on your head and you imagine that everyone you know stands watching with a bow to shoot an arrow at it.
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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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When I was a child, I used to fear monsters under the bed. I have since learned that most monsters are found within. And they are always worth fighting.
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Our story bleeds from my eyes until I cannot tell the stars from streetlights.
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In my dreams we got past the parking lot; you took me past the old, oak door, led me up onto the vacant altar, and offered me to every god whose name you invoked as you worshipped my body.
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To the oppressed with no seat on the table; dreaming of change and better days, I will pull up a chair, and light fires in your name.
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