I will always have a little bit of the wild in me. Always remembering what a good heart tastes like. Like love, that never ends. Like you.
TERAZA FAULKNERLike a flower, that hides from the sun and discovers it still grows and blooms, I am learning that I too, can survive the dark, without you.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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I wish for a world where our hearts could be seen on the outside and we acred more about what our love looked like than our faces.
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Words are weighted messengers that can break when they drop but a moments pause is the harness that keeps them from falling.
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Maybe all these tears are leading me somewhere. Because when the sun meets rain, something beautiful emerges. And perhaps I am a rainbow in the making.
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I’ve painted stars around tears that I’ve cried. And now my pain is a galaxy and every star has a name and every name feels like pain and you’re every star.
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I am not scared of what I may find within the darkness of this forest line. But I do fear what the wild may find in me. I do fear that kind of vulnerability.
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Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
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It was meant to be just rain, that went away. Yet we became the storm, of yesterday.
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Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
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Dawn breaks and this heart breaks, too. Yet the sun continues to rise and this heart of mine knows only of the journey down, like an eclipse of the heart.
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Wouldn’t it be a different world if love passed as freely through us as money passes through hands.
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I’ve been that children, learning to walk. Somedays I’ve fallen, and some days I’ve crawled. But the steps, they grew. And so did my strength. And then I let go of your hand.
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The sun never gets tired of kissing the sky, goodnight. And my heart will never tire of a love, like that.
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I’m like a lost bird. My wings are not broken, but my heart is. Love always kept me flying. But now, love is what keeps me still.
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Morning mist like a blanket to dawn, obscures the hope of a new day. Yet the sunrises high, and the blanket falls and hope returns to the stage.
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Isn’t it a lovely thing watching flowers greet the wind as if a gentle kiss is all they need to dance.
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