black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

We 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 Leav

Fear isn’t a reason when it comes to love–it’s an excuse. Anyone who has ever been in love will tell you that.
LANG LEAV

Excuse Fear Love Reason Yourself
Whatever path you choose will take you to the same destination. The only thing that should guide you is your intuition.
LANG LEAV

Choice Destination Guide Intuition Path Yourself
Some days I feel like my soul is being pulled in one direction and my heart in another.
LANG LEAV

Day Direction Feeling Heart Myself Soul
I can’t believe how hard it is. The pain is indescribable. It’s like I’ve been turned into sandstone and my insides are being slowly hollowed out by a chisel and mallet.
LANG LEAV

Believe Hard Hollow Indescribable Myself Pain Slow
I missed you today. Between waking and sleeping, I thought of you.
LANG LEAV

I Miss You Myself Sleeping Thinking Wake Up
You know, missing someone can sometimes be the best thing for a writer.
LANG LEAV

Best Missing Writing Yourself
And I sighed and wept for what could not be–and for all that could have been.
LANG LEAV

Cry Dream Future Myself Sadness
The distance from you is measured in how far I’ve come.
LANG LEAV

Break Up Distance Measurement Myself
Take me someplace where I can feel something-I want to give away my heart. Tell me his name so I can know love when it speaks to me. Give me someone I can write about.
LANG LEAV

Feeling Heart Heart Broken Myself Name Place Writing
How many people have we known all our lives and never once loved. How many people have we loved and never known.
LANG LEAV

Deep Known Live Love People
That’s the thing about writers – on one hand everything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is.
LANG LEAV

Hands Oneself Sacred Writing
I wish I could put a pen in your hand and gently remind you how the world has given you poetry and now you must give it back.
LANG LEAV

Hands Poetry Reminder Yourself
The briefest moment shared with you-the longest on my mind.
LANG LEAV

Brief Mindset Moments Myself Share
He gave her such gifts – not the kind that were put in boxes, but the sort that filled her with imagination, breathing indescribable happiness into her life.
LANG LEAV

Breathing Gift Happiness Herself Imagination Indescribable Kind Life
Understand that we must lose our way, over and over, before we can find the best version of ourselves.
LANG LEAV

Best Lose Lost Ourselves Understand Version Way
If you have to be with someone at all, then be with someone who makes you feel like you are still in control.
LANG LEAV

Control Feeling Togetherness Yourself

We 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.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

We 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.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Lang Leav Quotes