Strange how it mattered so much, when now it matters so little.
LANG LEAVSome pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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Take me someplace where I can feel something-I want to give away my heart. Tell me his name so I can know love when it speaks to me. Give me someone I can write about.
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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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Our love story comes to me in waves, in movie stills and long summer afternoons spent under a sky of incessant blue. I still think of your eyes in flashes of color, your hands in a frenetic, feverish blur-your smile a mosaic of light and shadow. I still find myself lost in those moments of abstraction.
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Maybe we slip in and out of alternate worlds through our minds and our imaginations, picking up scar tissue from other dimensions.
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I have happened in so many places, to so many people – the essence of me lives on in these nuances, these moments.
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I am already nostalgic for what we have, even with you still here.
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You only get one chance to fall in love with your heart still whole.
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Yes, I think it is entirely possible to fall in love with someone you’ve never met. Physicality is an expression of intimacy- not an indication of it.
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Every time I see my name, I hear it in your voice.
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Now that you have it all, do you ever wish you could go back to when you had it simple?
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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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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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In cemeteries of memories, our love will lie in caskets.
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Some days it felt like a burden, to smile for you. To keep the lines of worry from etching into your forehead.
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The ache will always be there, but the intensity will fade, and you’ll find other beautiful things to fill your days with.
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