You can’t borrow from the future, to make up for the past.
LANG LEAVYou can’t borrow from the future, to make up for the past.
LANG LEAVYou’re young and there’s still so much ahead. So much uncertainty and doubt. It keeps you up at night-this wild, restless feeling. But you don’t know how free you are. For this short, miraculous time, you have no one to answer to, nothing to lose. You belong wholly to yourself.
LANG LEAVI 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.
LANG LEAVYou won’t hear from me again after today, and I don’t want you to worry. I’ll be okay. Because I have to be.
LANG LEAVIt 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.
LANG LEAVSomehow, there is a sense of comfort in knowing nothing will ever hit me quite as hard again. Nothing will ever be as beautiful, but neither will anything hurt as much.
LANG LEAVI look for you, the way I was taught to look both ways when crossing the road. Uptight and wary, bracing myself for something I know could break me.
LANG LEAVWe will remain unwritten through history, no X will mark us on the map; but in books of prose and poetry, you loved me once, in a paragraph.
LANG LEAVWhatever path you choose will take you to the same destination. The only thing that should guide you is your intuition.
LANG LEAVIn the wrong hands, your past is a weapon.
LANG LEAVThe only ones they can turn against you are those who were never with you.
LANG LEAVLike time suspended, a wound unmended – you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
LANG LEAVA book travels for days, for years, sometimes for centuries to meet you at an exact point in time.
LANG LEAVGive me something I can write about.
LANG LEAVRemember, your words are your power. Never forget your words.
LANG LEAVI don’t know if what we had was love, but if it wasn’t, I hope never to fall in love. Because of you, I know I am too fragile to bear it.
LANG LEAV