If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
TERAZA FAULKNERMountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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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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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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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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I stand before mother natures pleasures as she is a playground for my soul. But you will always be the only playground that I call home.
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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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She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
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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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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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The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
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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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If truth be known it is not all about rainbows sometimes eyes of melancholic skies still shine they still find light and color despite the sky.
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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 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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Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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