Words are weighted messengers that can break when they drop but a moments pause is the harness that keeps them from falling.
TERAZA FAULKNERIf I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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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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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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Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
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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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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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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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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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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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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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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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Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
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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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