She fades away falls behind the curtain of the night and retreats beyond the darkness as though she is gone for good. Yet, she always returns. And so does, love.
TERAZA FAULKNERThere 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.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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I am caught between the meadow and the sky knowing I can walk long distances, but believing there’s something greater than where my feet can take 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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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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She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
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A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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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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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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Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong 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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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 was meant to be just rain, that went away. Yet we became the storm, of yesterday.
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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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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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Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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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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