Searching for the one thing, that would set my sad soul free.
LANG LEAVNow I know being close to you was never about the proximity.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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But it was now time for her to go away-to find someone who could show her what happiness was.
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Sometimes 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.
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Are you like me? Do you give too much, too quickly? Do you throw yourself blindly at the world, thinking that it will always open its arms up to you?
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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.
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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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Some days it felt like a burden, to smile for you. To keep the lines of worry from etching into your forehead.
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Loving you is like being ten years old again, scaling a tree with my eyes bright and skyward, wanting only to get higher and higher, without a thought of how I would get back down.
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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.
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Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
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I saw love in your smile and I recognized it for the first time in my life. But you had a plane to catch and I was already home.
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I learned that writing is the consolation prize you are given when you don’t get the thing you want the most.
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The distance from you is measured in how far I’ve come.
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We all have moments of darkness, moments when we are so unlike ourselves. And like vultures they wait for a slip, a misstep, then they take that part of us and try to convince the world that is all we are.
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You won’t hear from me again after today, and I don’t want you to worry. I’ll be okay. Because I have to be.
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That’s the thing about writers – on one hand everything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is.
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