You said my sadness was like the sun, beautiful from a distance but it hurt you too much to come closer.
LANG LEAVYou said my sadness was like the sun, beautiful from a distance but it hurt you too much to come closer.
LANG LEAVIt was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
LANG LEAVNow that you have it all, do you ever wish you could go back to when you had it simple?
LANG LEAVWhatever path you choose will take you to the same destination. The only thing that should guide you is your intuition.
LANG LEAVEvery time I see my name, I hear it in your voice.
LANG LEAVWe had no ending, no said goodbye. For all my life, I’ll wonder why.
LANG LEAVSometimes I am caught between poetry and prose, like two lovers I can’t decide between. Prose says to me, let’s build something long and lasting. Poetry takes me by the hand, and whispers, come with me, let’s get lost for awhile.
LANG LEAVI think the mysterious pull that draws you to another person is identical to the one that moves our eyes upward to the stars.
LANG LEAVIf a boy ever says, you remind me of someone–don’t fall in love with him. You will never be anything more than second best.
LANG LEAVI love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.
LANG LEAVWe will remain unwritten through history, no X will mark us on the map; but in books of prose and poetry, you loved me once, in a paragraph.
LANG LEAVBe patient. Your voice will find its way into the world, not in one loud instance but a steady trickle that turns into a deluge.
LANG LEAVIt was words that I fell for. In the end, it was words that broke my heart.
LANG LEAVThere is a savagery to what you feel. It eats you up inside. But you will get through it; you don’t need his mouth to placate you. You don’t need his hands to untangle the butterfly knot in your heart. Your love is a fire that will burn itself out. Let it ravage you.
LANG LEAVWe may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
LANG LEAVHere and now I love you, for the moment you have my heart. But you are entitled to my future, you have no ownership of my past.
LANG LEAV