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.
TERAZA FAULKNERIt’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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Take me from this wasteland, for I have longed for an escape like a bird that craves the wilderness, from every corner of his cage.
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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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Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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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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I’m holding happiness as though it never left it was always below my skin. Waiting to be seen waiting for the opportunity to breathe again.
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Some days I wonder how I can become more then I think of you and I grow with love.
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Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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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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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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We choose our gardens based on what will bloom, and we wait out the seasons, until they do. And sometimes, love needs patience too.
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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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She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
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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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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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