There are things we sacrifice for love, that we willingly give. But no one who loves you will ever ask you to give up more than you are willing.
LANG LEAVWe were born to walk this world in intersecting lines.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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I have given so much to things that weren’t worth my time. When all along, it’s the people I love that I should have carried.
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There are many things in life you can postpone, but love isn’t one of them.
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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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Have you ever loved a rose, and bled against her thorns; and swear each night to let her go, then love her more by dawn.
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You know, missing someone can sometimes be the best thing for a writer.
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Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.
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You can’t borrow from the future, to make up for the past.
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I was loved in my dreams last night. It echoed through me like thunder-I felt it through and through.
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Of all you’ve used against me, the worst has been my words.
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In her eyes, the sadness sings-of one who was destined, for better things.
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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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That night, we talked the way old friends do, with candor and ease.
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Some Time Out The time may not be prime for us, though you are a special person. We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock, in unison.
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It was pure bliss and absolute torture at the same time. I was in daze, as if my brain had suddenly packed up and gone on vacation. I could barely string words together in a sentence.
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When in truth, it is the transparency that kills you. The pain of seeing through to something you can never quite touch.
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