A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
TERAZA FAULKNERPain 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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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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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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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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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.
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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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Sometimes our greatest strength is our greatest weakness sometimes to love is to fall.
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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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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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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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Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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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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She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
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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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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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Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
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