But for all the pounding in your chest, all the heart wants is a little love.
W. SHAYKIn seeing wounds heal, I saw a body that loved itself enough to not let it hurt forever. And I learned. – my body knew self love before I did.
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The best memories are the ones where I remember you and nothing else.
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And in the quietest moments, I miss your silence.
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Let’s close our eyes and chase the dreams the world insists are out of reach.
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You, when I’m afraid, and you when I’m brave.
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Are you afraid of their potential? or you just unaware of yours.
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Beaten, but still beating. – The Hearts a Champion.
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When it is darkest is when you must shine.
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Who knew the shortest nights would stay with us the longest? – solstice.
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And despite it all, we dream. That is our greatest resistance.
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And then there’s you: my greatest reminder that god is a poet, too.
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Feel, so you can heal. Heal, so you can feel.
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I had all the reasons to love him. He gave me reasons to love myself. Thats when you know.
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Stop holding so tightly onto your love. The wind knows where it needs to go.
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There it was: a few friends, laughter, and the safest place on earth.
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If you’re growing, trust me, you’re still young.
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And in the quietest moments, I miss your silence.
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And every time they have touched me, my skin has asked if its you.
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Spring blooms, even in places where life once ended.
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This is what the heart wants. This is what the head won’t get.
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We must believe in dawns, even when we don’t see the sun.
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That’s the thing about hope. It hides in all the darkest places.
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Your heart has no reason to lie to you.
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You’re an artist. Beauty grows in you.
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And if it ends today, know that it was without a doubt, always you.
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It breaks you before it makes you.
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We’ve never understood the hate you fear in us. Our love makes protests feel like celebrations.
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