There are days when the melancholy settles on you like a sudden change in weather. The kind of sadness that is intangible. Like the presence of an ache where you can’t pinpoint exactly where it hurts, you just know it does.
LANG LEAVYou must emerge from adversity, scathed but victorious to tell your story and, in turn, light the way for others.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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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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I will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.
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Doesn’t your soul remain the age you were when you first fell in love?
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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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To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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I don’t know if what we had was love, but if it wasn’t, I hope never to fall in love. Because of you, I know I am too fragile to bear it.
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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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She would fondly call him her Frankenstein, this man who was a patchwork of all the things she had ever longed for.
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There are things we sacrifice for love, that we willingly give. But no one who loves you will ever ask you to give up more than you are willing.
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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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Here 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.
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I hope someday you will find me and remember what I once meant to you.
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We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
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She can feel it down to her very core-this is her time. She will not only climb mountains-she will move them too.
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Somehow, there is a sense of comfort in knowing nothing will ever hit me quite as hard again. Nothing will ever be as beautiful, but neither will anything hurt as much.
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