You’re still crying about him aren’t you? Silly girl. What good will it do you to spill those sky blu tears? You meant either everything to him or absolutely nothing at all.
LANG LEAVNow that you have it all, do you ever wish you could go back to when you had it simple?
More Lang Leav Quotes
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How many people have we known all our lives and never once loved. How many people have we loved and never known.
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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.
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The feeling is like the ocean. Sometimes calm and still; other times, it’s a hurricane.
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You can’t borrow from the future, to make up for the past.
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Now I know being close to you was never about the proximity.
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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 wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
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It is the mark of a great poet to write words that feel as though they have stood witness to your most intimate memory of love.
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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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And the weather was so damn sick of being predictable; I heard it began snowing in the Sahara and I wanted to tell you that I’ve changed.
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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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Are you like me? Do you give too much, too quickly? Do you throw yourself blindly at the world, thinking that it will always open its arms up to you?
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It was a kind love, a selfless love. I was a dreamer, and you were a traveler. We met at the crossroads. I saw love in your smile, and I recognized it for the first time in my life. But you had a plane to catch, and I was already home.
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We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
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Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
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