black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

In cemeteries of memories, our love will lie in caskets.

Lang Leav

How do I thank my mother for giving me the life she desperately wanted to give herself.
LANG LEAV

Desperate Herself Life Mom Thankful
I learned that writing is the consolation prize you are given when you don’t get the thing you want the most.
LANG LEAV

Award Heart Broken Learning Myself Prize Writing Yourself
When two souls fall in love, there is nothing else but the yearning to be close to the other. The presence that is felt through a hand held, a voice heard, or a smile seen.
LANG LEAV

Fall In Love Feeling Hands Presence Smile Soul Voice
I don’t know if what we had was love, but if it wasn’t, I hope never to fall in love. Because of you, I know I am too fragile to bear it.
LANG LEAV

Fragile Love Myself Relationship Togetherness Yourself
I think that bothers me more than anything. That he could look in my eyes and tell me something that is completely contrary to the truth.
LANG LEAV

Eyes Myself Thinking Truth
Where the strangers we meet, take us down one way streets, and forgetting is something we’re taught.
LANG LEAV

Forget Meet Myself Stranger Teaching
There 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 LEAV

Feeling Heart Love Need Savage Willing Yourself
I know there is a terrible distance between us. But our bodies are made of stardust, and we are hurtling through space and time, toward the most beautiful collision.
LANG LEAV

Beautiful Body Collision Distance Hurt Known Myself Space Time
Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
LANG LEAV

Life Way Working Yourself
Maybe we slip in and out of alternate worlds through our minds and our imaginations, picking up scar tissue from other dimensions.
LANG LEAV

Dimension Imagination Mindset Ourselves Pick Scars World
We spoke once about lovers who kept finding each other, no matter how many times the world came between them. And I think I had to break your heart, and you had to break mine. How else could we know the worth of what we were given?
LANG LEAV

Break Each Other Finding Lover Myself Thinking World Worth
It was the year you learned that shooting stars were either a blessing or a curse, depending on what you wanted to believe.
LANG LEAV

Believe Blessing Curse Learning Yourself
Some days it felt like a burden, to smile for you. To keep the lines of worry from etching into your forehead.
LANG LEAV

Burden Feeling Smile Worry Yourself
The greatest heartache comes from loving another soul, they said, beyond reason, beyond doubt, with no hope of salvation.
LANG LEAV

Heart Broken Hope Intense Love Relationship Salvation Soul
In a sea of strangers, you’ve longed to know me. Your life spent sailing to my shores.
LANG LEAV

Known Life Sailing Sea Shore Stranger
I want you to be happy. I want someone else to know the warmth of your smile, to feel the way I did when I was in your presence.
LANG LEAV

Happiness Known Myself Presence Warmth

In cemeteries of memories, our love will lie in caskets.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

In cemeteries of memories, our love will lie in caskets.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Lang Leav Quotes