60 Quotes About Poetry-quotes-love

In that wounded place,buried betweenmy ribs and letting go,I miss you.

Bridge burned from end to end,and I don't miss you anymore.You delivered silenceI've birthed freedom.

I can't love anymore.Except for you...I love you so much it hurts to breathe.

I was just an option.Blown easily to piecesand offered to the skyby the sweet laced painupon your lips.

You are the poemthat sticks in my throatteaching me to whisperwith the voice of my heart.

Steep fall to the groundshatteringlike clay pigeons missed by bad shotsand unsteady hands.

I build boxesand place them at your feet,to measure the distance between dreams and reality.

I've never seen beauty so devastatingas in the linesthat trace our hopeand fall from the stars.

I balance you on the end of my pen.Teetering between loveand letting go.