It's too much to be trusted with someone else's heart. I don't think it ever ends well.
Amy McNamaraMots clés love hurt broken-heart
So this is life. Love. We spend all this time reaching for each other and mostly we end up hurting each other until it's over.
Amy McNamaraWren, come back, please come back. Don't disappear again. I want you here. Stay here.
Amy McNamaraI came here because it's pine-dark and the ocean is wild. The kind of quiet-noise you need when there's too much going on in your head. Like the water and the woods are doing all the feeling, and I can hang out, quiet as a headstone, in a between place. A blank I can bear.
Amy McNamaraMots clés contemporary lovely-dark-and-deep wren-wells
Larkin gets it, got it, the lies we live just to tread through time.
Amy McNamaraMots clés grief
The real gift is time. Now. Each other, this night, and the wide, wide moon-silvered sea.
Amy McNamaraI wish I believed him. He's looking at me like he can see where I begin.
Amy McNamaraMots clés inspirational love grief heartbreak beautiful
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