I want you to remember my lips beneath your fingers and how you told me things you never told another soul. I want you to know that I have kept sacred, everything you had entrusted in me and I always will.
LANG LEAVEvery day I measure the weight of my past against the present and feel the drag of what could have been.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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Searching for the one thing, that would set my sad soul free.
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We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
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The sad thing is,” she said, “the moment you start to miss someone, it means they’re already gone.
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It’s so dark right now, I can’t see any light around me. That’s because the light is coming from you. You can’t see it but everyone else can.
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The distance from you is measured in how far I’ve come.
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He swept in like a tsunami, wave after wave, and I didn’t stand a chance. All those warnings, all the things they tried to prepare me for-lost in an instant-to the enormity of what I felt.
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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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The most beautiful thing is not when you learn to live without something: it’s the moment you realize you never needed it in the first place.
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We were born to walk this world in intersecting lines.
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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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Every time I see my name, I hear it in your voice.
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Of all you’ve used against me, the worst has been my words.
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When in truth, it is the transparency that kills you. The pain of seeing through to something you can never quite touch.
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Our love story comes to me in waves, in movie stills and long summer afternoons spent under a sky of incessant blue. I still think of your eyes in flashes of color, your hands in a frenetic, feverish blur-your smile a mosaic of light and shadow. I still find myself lost in those moments of abstraction.
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To never do the things I’ve done that once had led to my undoing.
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