Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
TERAZA FAULKNERI 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.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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We are much like the nights sky, the big things draw our attention. But its the little things that really light us up.
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You are the book I keep closed, for some stories are not easy to read. But flowers bloom in between like the story is still alive.
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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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Snow relies on branches much like I rely on love but snow knows how to let go and I know how much it hurts.
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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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Sometimes our greatest strength is our greatest weakness sometimes to love is to fall.
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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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There is no road less travelled than the one that leads into the sea. But the waves will always take you to where you need to be.
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A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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You’re the crescent moon cradling all theses shadows of me teach me how to shine so there’s no distance between you and I.
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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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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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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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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.
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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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