You know, missing someone can sometimes be the best thing for a writer.
LANG LEAVI do know there are all kinds of barriers to love. I do believe the world needs less of them.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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If any person claims to have loved twice in all their life – they have not loved at all.
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We were born to walk this world in intersecting lines.
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But tomorrow, tomorrow could be different, and that is what keeps me going today.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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I 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.
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People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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you cannot control the depth of a wound another inflicts upon you.
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Who you love and who loves you back determines so much in your life.
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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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There are days when the melancholy settles on you like a sudden change in weather. The kind of sadness that is intangible. Like the presence of an ache where you can’t pinpoint exactly where it hurts, you just know it does.
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I used to think I couldn’t go a day without your smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back.
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Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.
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She would fondly call him her Frankenstein, this man who was a patchwork of all the things she had ever longed for.
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