I hope someday you will find me and remember what I once meant to you.
LANG LEAVWe may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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I 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.
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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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I used to think people were like lighthouses. That they were there to protect you. But they’re no. People are lime whirlpools. They pull you in; they drag you under. You have to work so hard just to keep your head above water.
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The things that seem to matter less, are the ones we put on show.
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I know you were born with your heart already broken. But the world began in pieces and somehow made itself whole.
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But you’re not the kind of girl who builds her house from sticks; you are a fortress, stubborn and strong. Do not give away the keys to the kingdom to anyone less than a king.
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How much love is a person capable of giving? I thought I knew the answer until I met you.
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When was the last time you felt like someone knew you and not the person you’ve been pretending to be. When was the last time you felt like yourself.
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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.
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It is only the year that is ending. So why does it feel like the world is?
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The greatest heartache comes from loving another soul, they said, beyond reason, beyond doubt, with no hope of salvation.
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Some days I feel like my soul is being pulled in one direction and my heart in another.
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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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That’s the thing about writers – on one hand everything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is.
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Every day I measure the weight of my past against the present and feel the drag of what could have been.
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