Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
TERAZA FAULKNERPain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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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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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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Sometimes our greatest strength is our greatest weakness sometimes to love is to fall.
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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’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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Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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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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Wouldn’t it be a different world if love passed as freely through us as money passes through hands.
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Maybe all these tears are leading me somewhere. Because when the sun meets rain, something beautiful emerges. And perhaps I am a rainbow in the making.
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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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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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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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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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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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