I’m the one having to pander to you. I’m sick of being the one doing all the chasing. I’m not asking you to make me a priority – I know you’ve got a lot going on. But at least meet me halfway.
LANG LEAVI did not know that it was love until I knew.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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Don’t you get it?” he said. “The ones who are afraid of heights don’t trust themselves enough to jump.
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Remember, your words are your power. Never forget your words.
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Sometimes I am caught between poetry and prose, like two lovers I can’t decide between. Prose says to me, let’s build something long and lasting. Poetry takes me by the hand, and whispers, come with me, let’s get lost for awhile.
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You can create something that is pure genius, but you have to get your timing right.
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Whatever path you choose will take you to the same destination. The only thing that should guide you is your intuition.
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And you said ecstasy was a storm cloud, just before the rain would burst into the night sky, like a thousand aquatic stars-and not one single moment before.
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It was beautifully worded and painfully read; the things that were written, were those never said.
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Now I know being close to you was never about the proximity.
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I’m a stranger in my own life.
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We 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.
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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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I love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.
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Because sooner or later, all kinds of love – crazy love, wild love- fade into the same thing. The love becomes old and predictable -safe.
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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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Where the strangers we meet, take us down one way streets, and forgetting is something we’re taught.
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