I 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 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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You only get one chance to fall in love with your heart still whole.
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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 was coming to the end of a difficult period in my life, though when the end isn’t in plain sight, you don’t realize how close you are.
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The things that seem to matter less, are the ones we put on show.
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And if you’ve forgotten, let me remind you. How love never really ends. How your heart breaks the same way it beats, again and again, and again.
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I have buried myself so deep in my words that sometimes I can’t tell if I am the person writing or the one hiding between the lines.
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Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
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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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When was the last time you felt like someone knew you and not the person you’ve been pretending to be. When was the last time you felt like yourself.
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I can’t believe how hard it is. The pain is indescribable. It’s like I’ve been turned into sandstone and my insides are being slowly hollowed out by a chisel and mallet.
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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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It was beautifully worded and painfully read; the things that were written, were those never said.
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There is one who you belong to, whose love- there is no song for.
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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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Some Time Out 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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