Lang Leav

I loved you more than love allowed. -not Lang Leav-

[dephus]

“Soul Mates I don’t know how you are so familiar to me—or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before—in another time, a different place, some other existence.”

— Lang Leav

[thelovejournals]

“…I want you to know how sorry I am for pushing you away when I had only meant to bring you closer.”

— Lang Leav, “For You,” Lullabies

[asking-jude]

“If they were meant to be in your life, nothing could ever make them leave. If they weren’t, nothing in the world could make them stay.”

— Lang Leav

[beautiful-words-on-a-page]

“What was it like to love him? Asked Gratitude. It was like being exhumed, I answered, and brought to life in a flash of brilliance. What was it like to be loved in return? Asked Joy. It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence. What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded: It was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me—said all at once.”

— Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure

[wnq-quotes]

“I wonder how it is I miss, these things I’ve never known.”

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Lang Leav, A Stranger

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[larmoyante]

“I know I’m running late—I’m sorry. Things haven’t worked out the way I planned. But believe me when I tell you I am on my way.”

— Lang Leav, “A Postcard”

[lilpieceofmyworld]

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[lang-leav]

The scatterbrain,

is a little like,

the patter of rain.

Neither here,

nor there,

but everywhere.

Lang Leav

[lang-leav]

We’re kids, aren't we?

Yes, kids with grown-up powers.

Lang Leav

[lang-leav]

I know there is a terrible distance between us. But our bodies are made of stardust, and we are hurtling through space and time, toward the most beautiful collision.

Lang Leav

[lang-leav]

A betrayal I cannot undo what I have done; I can't un-sing a song that's sung. And the saddest thing about my regret— I can't forgive me, and you can't forget.

Lang Leav

[lang-leav]

If you love my heart and mind, then you would love me, for all that I'm. But if you don't love my every flaw, then you mustn't love me— not at all.

Lang Leav