We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
LANG LEAVI 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.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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It is only the year that is ending. So why does it feel like the world is?
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I don’t want to be in a relationship where I feel the constant need to explain myself. I don’t want to live in a world like that either.
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The 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.
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I did not know that it was love until I knew.
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You talk to me in riddles, I will answer you in rhyme. I loved you for a little- I will love you for all time.
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Do you remember the song that was playing the night we met? No, but I remember every song I have heard since you left.
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Are you like me? Do you give too much, too quickly? Do you throw yourself blindly at the world, thinking that it will always open its arms up to you?
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Searching for the one thing, that would set my sad soul free.
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I have always thought of memories as fragments, like colored glass shards in a kaleidoscope. It is the source of great beauty in our lives, yet the cause of such heartache. It remains the bridge between our past and present – it gives weight and dimension to our very existence.
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One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else.
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People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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I missed you today. Between waking and sleeping, I thought of you.
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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.
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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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To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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