We all have moments of darkness, moments when we are so unlike ourselves. And like vultures they wait for a slip, a misstep, then they take that part of us and try to convince the world that is all we are.
LANG LEAVI 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.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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You may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isn’t to save you but to show you how to save yourself.
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The greatest injustice I have suffered has come under the pretense of love.
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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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I thought you were a keeper, I wish I could have kept you.
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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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I know you are scared. Who could blame you? Love is a hurricane wrapped inside a chrysalis. And you are a girl walking into the storm.
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It was beautifully worded and painfully read; the things that were written, were those never said.
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We had no ending, no said goodbye. For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
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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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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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Searching for the one thing, that would set my sad soul free.
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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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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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She was the book that was not written. The sentence that was not scripted. She was the word you wished you could have said.
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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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