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.
TERAZA FAULKNERA flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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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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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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Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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There is snow on my face and wind in my hair and winter has nearly stolen me. But as I remember the words of our song then spring still owns a part of me.
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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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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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Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
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Skin on skin his heart beat an orchestra against her chest. Love never tires of music like this.
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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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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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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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I’m holding onto you, like a cloud holds rain. Knowing at some point I must let go. But waiting for the perfect storm, that will make it so much easier.
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Pain made me grow in the most unexpected places. And now I know what it feels like to be a wildflower.
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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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