Where the strangers we meet, take us down one way streets, and forgetting is something we’re taught.
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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Our emotions pull us in different directions. The stronger the emotion, the greater the pull. Feelings are not always practical, nor do they make any logical sense. That’s just the way it goes.
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You said my sadness was like the sun, beautiful from a distance but it hurt you too much to come closer.
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Like time suspended, a wound unmended – you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
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When love finds you, it doesn’t come as crashing waves or thunderbolts. It appears as a song on the radio or a particular blue in the sky. It dawns on you slowly, like a warm winter sunrise-where the promise of summer shines out from within.
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The most beautiful thing is not when you learn to live without something: it’s the moment you realize you never needed it in the first place.
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The sad thing is,” she said, “the moment you start to miss someone, it means they’re already gone.
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I was coming to the end of a difficult period in my life, though when the end isn’t in plain sight, you don’t realize how close you are.
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If any person claims to have loved twice in all their life – they have not loved at all.
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Knowing sleep will set it right – if you were not to wake.
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You were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.
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She can feel it down to her very core-this is her time. She will not only climb mountains-she will move them too.
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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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I build my walls from the mess they leave.
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When you don’t have the whole attention of someone, you find yourself begging for it from everyone.
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Isn’t it strange how much of our lives are interchangeable, how little is truly ours.
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