If you love my heart and mind, then you would love me, for all that I’m. But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.
LANG LEAVIf you love my heart and mind, then you would love me, for all that I’m. But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.
LANG LEAVWhy do you write? he asked. So I can take my love for you and give it to the world, I reply. Because you won’t take it from me.
LANG LEAVBut you’re not the kind of girl who builds her house from sticks; you are a fortress, stubborn and strong. Do not give away the keys to the kingdom to anyone less than a king.
LANG LEAVI was there in your forgetting, until I was forgot.
LANG LEAVIt’s so dark right now, I can’t see any light around me. That’s because the light is coming from you. You can’t see it but everyone else can.
LANG LEAVBecause sooner or later, all kinds of love – crazy love, wild love- fade into the same thing. The love becomes old and predictable -safe.
LANG LEAVThere is one who you belong to, whose love- there is no song for.
LANG LEAVI had no way of knowing, when I was sitting alone in that tiny bedroom, that in just a few short months, I would meet the love of my life: a man who lived across the ocean from me, in a little house by the sea.
LANG LEAVHe and I When words run dry, he does not try, nor do I. We are on par. He just is, I just am, and we just are.
LANG LEAVI have happened in so many places, to so many people – the essence of me lives on in these nuances, these moments.
LANG LEAVIt 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.
LANG LEAVThere 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.
LANG LEAVWe may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
LANG LEAVWe had no ending, no said goodbye. For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
LANG LEAVNow that you have it all, do you ever wish you could go back to when you had it simple?
LANG LEAVSome pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future.
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