And I sighed and wept for what could not be–and for all that could have been.
LANG LEAVAnd I sighed and wept for what could not be–and for all that could have been.
LANG LEAVI 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.
LANG LEAVDo you remember the song that was playing the night we met? No, but I remember every song I have heard since you left.
LANG LEAVI don’t think all writers are sad, she said. I think it’s the other way around- all sad people write.
LANG LEAVDoesn’t your soul remain the age you were when you first fell in love?
LANG LEAVThen there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.
LANG LEAVEvery day I measure the weight of my past against the present and feel the drag of what could have been.
LANG LEAVI have buried myself so deep in my words that sometimes I can’t tell if I am the person writing or the one hiding between the lines.
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 LEAVYou’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.
LANG LEAVThere 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.
LANG LEAVI 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 LEAVWhen two souls fall in love, there is nothing else but the yearning to be close to the other. The presence that is felt through a hand held, a voice heard, or a smile seen.
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 LEAVThe only ones they can turn against you are those who were never with you.
LANG LEAVStrange how it mattered so much, when now it matters so little.
LANG LEAV