I want you to remember my lips beneath your fingers and how you told me things you never told another soul. I want you to know that I have kept sacred, everything you had entrusted in me and I always will.
LANG LEAVThat’s the thing about happiness. It doesn’t require justification.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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Be patient. Your voice will find its way into the world, not in one loud instance but a steady trickle that turns into a deluge.
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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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He swept in like a tsunami, wave after wave, and I didn’t stand a chance. All those warnings, all the things they tried to prepare me for-lost in an instant-to the enormity of what I felt.
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I hope someday you will find me and remember what I once meant to you.
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I thought you were a keeper, I wish I could have kept you.
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I know love because I am in love. Because of how long I’ve loved. Because of the man I love.
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What is she like? I was told – she is a melancholy soul.
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But how could I have stopped him from taking what was already his?
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The second I tried to tell myself I wasn’t in love was the moment I realized I was.
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People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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Let her be herself. Or she will be somebody else’s.
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Understand that we must lose our way, over and over, before we can find the best version of ourselves.
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For me, that was the death of the word, or; because now, there is no other. It was the end of the word, and; for I love only you.
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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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Because sooner or later, all kinds of love – crazy love, wild love- fade into the same thing. The love becomes old and predictable -safe.
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