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.
LANG LEAVSomehow, 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.
LANG LEAVThe things that seem to matter less, are the ones we put on show.
LANG LEAVMy indecision. I wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
LANG LEAVI will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.
LANG LEAVI know love because I am in love. Because of how long I’ve loved. Because of the man I love.
LANG LEAVThat’s the thing about writers – on one hand everything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is.
LANG LEAVAnd 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.
LANG LEAVThe less you speak, the more weight your words will carry when you do.
LANG LEAVPeople who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
LANG LEAVI 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.
LANG LEAVI love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.
LANG LEAVIt was the year you learned that shooting stars were either a blessing or a curse, depending on what you wanted to believe.
LANG LEAVLet her be herself. Or she will be somebody else’s.
LANG LEAVHe gave her such gifts – not the kind that were put in boxes, but the sort that filled her with imagination, breathing indescribable happiness into her life.
LANG LEAVYou were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.
LANG LEAVI think the mysterious pull that draws you to another person is identical to the one that moves our eyes upward to the stars.
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