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 LEAVSummer was felt a little more; in autumn I began to fall. When winter came with all its white, you were mine to kiss goodnight.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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How do I thank my mother for giving me the life she desperately wanted to give herself.
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I just hope you realize how much you mean to me. I just wish I could remind you of how beautiful you are. I’m sorry I haven’t told you in so long. But please don’t think I have given up on you. I will never give up on you. My arms are wide open. There is always a place for you here.
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If you have to be with someone at all, then be with someone who makes you feel like you are still in control.
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People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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Before I fell in live with words, with setting skies and singing birds – it was you I fell in love with first.
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A book travels for days, for years, sometimes for centuries to meet you at an exact point in time.
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I can’t believe how hard it is. The pain is indescribable. It’s like I’ve been turned into sandstone and my insides are being slowly hollowed out by a chisel and mallet.
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Take me someplace where I can feel something-I want to give away my heart. Tell me his name so I can know love when it speaks to me. Give me someone I can write about.
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To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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Before the tears that tore us, when our history was before us.
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Because someday, in one way or another, you will be taken from me or I you.
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My father was a house,my mother was a home.
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We all need to follow our intuition, even if it takes us down the wrong path. Otherwise, you’ll always be second-guessing yourself.
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Fear isn’t a reason when it comes to love–it’s an excuse. Anyone who has ever been in love will tell you that.
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Somehow, 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.
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