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.
TERAZA FAULKNERI’m holding onto you, like a cloud holds rain. Knowing at some point I must let go. But waiting for the perfect storm, that will make it so much easier.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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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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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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I’m holding onto you, like a cloud holds rain. Knowing at some point I must let go. But waiting for the perfect storm, that will make it so much easier.
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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 was meant to be just rain, that went away. Yet we became the storm, of yesterday.
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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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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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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.
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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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Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
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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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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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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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