But tomorrow, tomorrow could be different, and that is what keeps me going today.
LANG LEAVI will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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The distance from you is measured in how far I’ve come.
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I love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.
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Hands are no longer hands. They are caresses. Mouths are no longer mouths. They are kisses. My name is no longer a name, it is a call. And love is no longer love – love is you.
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I loved you once and now I must spend my whole life explaining why.
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To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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If they were meant to be in your life, nothing cover ever make them leave. If they weren’t, nothing in the world could make them stay.
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My heart is like a time capsule-it keeps safe the memory of you. I know it’s harder with you gone than if you had never been here at all-but I wouldn’t have missed it for the world.
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Anything and everything, the two almost the same–everything says, have it all; anything, one to claim.
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When love finds you, it doesn’t come as crashing waves or thunderbolts. It appears as a song on the radio or a particular blue in the sky. It dawns on you slowly, like a warm winter sunrise-where the promise of summer shines out from within.
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How much love is a person capable of giving? I thought I knew the answer until I met you.
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Yes, we took it all for granted-but isn’t that such a blessed thing? When you’re not even thinking about what you have, because you never imagine you someday won’t.
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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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It is only the year that is ending. So why does it feel like the world is?
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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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People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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