If you stand right at the edge of the night sky, some place where one o’clock leaves to meet two, the breeze will carry your words up to the stars. And they’ll swallow your secrets until its time to hand them over to the truths in the sky- the ones that draw maps in the black. They carve their answers into the backs of my hands, the grooves of the words running deep in my palms.



Similar Quotes by Tags19290

And me, standing under the splintered night, catchin...

-

Quote

My hands will get dirty holding your rose-shaped hea...

-Jarod Kintz

Quote

0 plus 100 equals 100. But so does 50 plus 50, only ...

-Jarod Kintz

Quote

The roses of romance grow when you water your relati...

-Jarod Kintz

Quote

She plants love, and she grows roses. The fragrance ...

-Jarod Kintz

Quote

ACTS OF LOVELove is not a wordOr a thought.It is the...

-Suzy Kassem

Quote

To be rejected by someone doesn't mean you should al...

-

Quote

I know I'm not going to be in your head all the time...

-

Quote

Yes, I understand why things had to happen this way....

-

Quote

She has a sly smile, and eyes that seem to see my es...

-Jarod Kintz

Quote

I haven't measured it, but I'll bet cat purrs vibrat...

-Jarod Kintz

Quote

How beautiful would it be if we could just see souls...

-

Quote

My brain is divided into two butterflies, and both a...

-Jarod Kintz

Quote

That’s the thing about love It can take you up to th...

-

Quote

A broken heart is just the growing pains necessary s...

-

Quote

A flowing flurry of flowers fell to the floor when I...

-Jarod Kintz

Quote

I can sell you wine and I can sell you flowers, but ...

-Jarod Kintz

Quote

I’ll wear a maze on a necklace, dangling over my che...

-Jarod Kintz

Quote

If you want to steal my heart, you must realize it's...

-Jarod Kintz

Quote

Love is the beauty of being.

-Lailah Gifty Akita

Quote
Copied the text: "If you stand right at the edge of the night sky, some place where one o’clock leaves to meet two, the breeze will carry your words up to the stars. And they’ll swallow your secrets until its time to hand them over to the truths in the sky- the ones that draw maps in the black. They carve their answers into the backs of my hands, the grooves of the words running deep in my palms."