When words run dry, he does not try, nor do I. We are on par. He just is, I just am and we just are.
LANG LEAVYour first love isn’t the first person you give your heart to- it’s the first one who breaks it.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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If they were meant to be in your life, nothing cover ever make them leave. If they weren’t, nothing in the world could make them stay.
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It is the mark of a great poet to write words that feel as though they have stood witness to your most intimate memory of love.
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Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to know one other.
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You are a writer bleeding words onto a page. And the ones who hate you will trample on that page. And the ones who love you will cut you, to keep you bleeding.
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You were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.
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Maybe we slip in and out of alternate worlds through our minds and our imaginations, picking up scar tissue from other dimensions.
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It was a kind love, a selfless love. I was a dreamer, and you were a traveler. We met at the crossroads. I saw love in your smile, and I recognized it for the first time in my life. But you had a plane to catch, and I was already home.
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Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
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When was the last time you felt like someone knew you and not the person you’ve been pretending to be. When was the last time you felt like yourself.
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I had no way of knowing, when I was sitting alone in that tiny bedroom, that in just a few short months, I would meet the love of my life: a man who lived across the ocean from me, in a little house by the sea.
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I used to think I couldn’t go a day without your smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back.
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If you love my heart and mind, then you would love me, for all that I’m. But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.
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Strange how it mattered so much, when now it matters so little.
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For me, that was the death of the word, or; because now, there is no other. It was the end of the word, and; for I love only you.
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I think there is a sense of ownership in knowing, isn’t there? You let people in, and they claim parts of you-they fly their flag over uncharted territory and from then onward-you cease to belong wholly to yourself.
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