She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
TERAZA FAULKNERI’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.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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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’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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Pain is as dark as it is deep. But just like anything that receives enough light, it too will fade over time and become something, a little less ominous, and a little more hopeful.
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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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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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Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
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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’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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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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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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Sometimes my lion will try to roar back when I flee. But its my butterfly that keeps me silent when I leave.
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