What I feel for you is at once the expression of language and the absence of it.
LANG LEAVLike time suspended, a wound unmended – you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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Where are you?” She asked. “I have been searching all my life.” “Stop looking for me,” Love replied, “and I will find you.
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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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There is one who you belong to, whose love- there is no song for.
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Give me something I can write about.
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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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The things that seem to matter less, are the ones we put on show.
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Sometimes the loneliest place to be is in love.
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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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It should be my right to mourn someone who has yet to leave this world but no longer wants to be part of mine.
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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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I want you to be happy. I want someone else to know the warmth of your smile, to feel the way I did when I was in your presence.
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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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There is a savagery to what you feel. It eats you up inside. But you will get through it; you don’t need his mouth to placate you. You don’t need his hands to untangle the butterfly knot in your heart. Your love is a fire that will burn itself out. Let it ravage you.
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Here and now I love you, for the moment you have my heart. But you are entitled to my future, you have no ownership of my past.
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Summer was felt a little more; in autumn I began to fall. When winter came with all its white, you were mine to kiss goodnight.
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