What I feel for you is at once the expression of language and the absence of it.
LANG LEAVPeople who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
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The greatest heartache comes from loving another soul, they said, beyond reason, beyond doubt, with no hope of salvation.
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Maybe we slip in and out of alternate worlds through our minds and our imaginations, picking up scar tissue from other dimensions.
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The memory of you is fading, a little at a time, and I can feel myself forgetting.
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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.
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The time may not be prime for us, though you are a special person. We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock, in unison.
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I just hope you realize how much you mean to me. I just wish I could remind you of how beautiful you are. I’m sorry I haven’t told you in so long. But please don’t think I have given up on you. I will never give up on you. My arms are wide open. There is always a place for you here.
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I’m a stranger in my own life.
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You’re young and there’s still so much ahead. So much uncertainty and doubt. It keeps you up at night-this wild, restless feeling. But you don’t know how free you are. For this short, miraculous time, you have no one to answer to, nothing to lose. You belong wholly to yourself.
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In her eyes, the sadness sings-of one who was destined, for better things.
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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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You are a writer bleeding words onto a page. And the ones who hate you will trample on that page. And the ones who love you will cut you, to keep you bleeding.
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It was a question I had worn on my lips for days – like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn’t resist pulling – despite knowing it could all unravel around me. “Do you love me, I ask?” In your hesitation I found my answer.
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Like time suspended, a wound unmended – you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
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Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to know one other.
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