We choose our gardens based on what will bloom, and we wait out the seasons, until they do. And sometimes, love needs patience too.
TERAZA FAULKNERSnow relies on branches much like I rely on love but snow knows how to let go and I know how much it hurts.
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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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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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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Like a flower, that hides from the sun and discovers it still grows and blooms, I am learning that I too, can survive the dark, without you.
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A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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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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Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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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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Sometimes our greatest strength is our greatest weakness sometimes to love is to fall.
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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 I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
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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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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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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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