Sometimes my lion will try to roar back when I flee. But its my butterfly that keeps me silent when I leave.
TERAZA FAULKNERSometimes our greatest strength is our greatest weakness sometimes to love is to fall.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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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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I’m holding happiness as though it never left it was always below my skin. Waiting to be seen waiting for the opportunity to breathe again.
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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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Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
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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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I am not scared of what I may find within the darkness of this forest line. But I do fear what the wild may find in me. I do fear that kind of vulnerability.
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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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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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Take me from this wasteland, for I have longed for an escape like a bird that craves the wilderness, from every corner of his cage.
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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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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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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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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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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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