There are days when the melancholy settles on you like a sudden change in weather. The kind of sadness that is intangible. Like the presence of an ache where you can’t pinpoint exactly where it hurts, you just know it does.
LANG LEAVThen 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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When two souls fall in love, there is nothing else but the yearning to be close to the other. The presence that is felt through a hand held, a voice heard, or a smile seen.
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In cemeteries of memories, our love will lie in caskets.
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I want you to remember my lips beneath your fingers and how you told me things you never told another soul. I want you to know that I have kept sacred, everything you had entrusted in me and I always will.
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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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Before the tears that tore us, when our history was before us.
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Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
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What I feel for you is at once the expression of language and the absence of it.
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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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Your first love isn’t the first person you give your heart to- it’s the first one who breaks it.
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I wish I could put a pen in your hand and gently remind you how the world has given you poetry and now you must give it back.
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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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I don’t know if what we had was love, but if it wasn’t, I hope never to fall in love. Because of you, I know I am too fragile to bear it.
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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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Some pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future.
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You talk to me in riddles, I will answer you in rhyme. I loved you for a little- I will love you for all time.
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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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People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
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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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Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
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In many ways, a book is, in itself, a tiny universe. Each page is like a newly formed galaxy, fashioned from a single, pulsing thought. A book travels for days, for years, sometimes for centuries to meet you at an exact point in time.
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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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I hope someday you will find me and remember what I once meant to you.
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I don’t know how you are so familiar to me-or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before-in another time, a different place, some other existence.
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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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Sometimes the loneliest place to be is in love.
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