Isn’t it strange how much of our lives are interchangeable, how little is truly ours.
LANG LEAVIsn’t it strange how much of our lives are interchangeable, how little is truly ours.
LANG LEAVSearching for the one thing, that would set my sad soul free.
LANG LEAVThe words I heard from you today, are said when there’s nothing left to say. What I would give to make you stay, I would give it all away.
LANG LEAVI still search for you in crowds, in empty fields and soaring clouds. In city lights and passing cars, on winding roads and wishing stars.
LANG LEAVIt was beautifully worded and painfully read; the things that were written, were those never said.
LANG LEAVSometimes the loneliest place to be is in love.
LANG LEAVBut it was now time for her to go away-to find someone who could show her what happiness was.
LANG LEAVBut when I look at you, I just know instinctively, that despite the odds against you and although life will always find a way to test you, someday you’ll have everything you want. Your ending will be a happy one.
LANG LEAVIt was words that I fell for. In the end, it was words that broke my heart.
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 LEAVLove is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
LANG LEAVWe number our days and divide our seasons. We endlessly define what it is to be in love. When in truth, spring blurs into summer and always has, long before that line was ever drawn.
LANG LEAVYou were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.
LANG LEAVShe was the book that was not written. The sentence that was not scripted. She was the word you wished you could have said.
LANG LEAVIn a sea of strangers, you’ve longed to know me. Your life spent sailing to my shores.
LANG LEAVThe briefest moment shared with you-the longest on my mind.
LANG LEAV