I wish for a world where our hearts could be seen on the outside and we acred more about what our love looked like than our faces.
TERAZA FAULKNERThe sun never gets tired of kissing the sky, goodnight. And my heart will never tire of a love, like that.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
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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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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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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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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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If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
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A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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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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Words are weighted messengers that can break when they drop but a moments pause is the harness that keeps them from falling.
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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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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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I’ve painted stars around tears that I’ve cried. And now my pain is a galaxy and every star has a name and every name feels like pain and you’re every star.
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