Lang Leav Quotes & Sayings

Then 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 Leav

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. — Lang Leav

You know, I still can't get my head around what happened to Ana. She was there last week. She lent me a pen in English class. How can someone go from lending a pen to being dead? — Lang Leav

There's a particular kind of suffering to be experienced when you love something greater than yourself. A tender sacrifice. — Lang Leav

To never do the things I've done that once had led to my undoing. — Lang Leav

In her eyes, the sadness sings - of one who was destined, for better things. — Lang Leav

I have always thought of memories as fragments, like colored glass shards in a kaleidoscope. It is the source of great beauty in our lives, yet the cause of such heartache. — Lang Leav

But it's perplexingly sweet,
and quite sexy too
to be ignored,
ignored by you. — Lang Leav

I want you to know how happy you once made me and though you really did hurt me, in the end, I was better for it. 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. — Lang Leav

Everyone has one - an inventory of lost things waiting to be found. Yearning to be acknowledged for the worth they once held in your life. — Lang Leav

You were the one, I wanted most to stay.
But time could not be kept at bay.
The more it goes, the more it's gone, the more it takes away. — Lang Leav

She would fondly call him her Frankenstein, this man who was a patchwork of all the things she had ever longed for. — Lang Leav

A bird who hurt her wing,
now forgotten how to fly.
A song she used to sing,
but can't remember why.
A breath she caught and kept -
that left her in a sigh.
It hurts her so to love you,
but she won't say goodbye. — Lang Leav

In Two Parts You come and go so easily, your life is as you knew - while mine is split in two. How I envy so the half of me, who lived before love's due, who was yet to know of you. — Lang Leav

It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence. — Lang Leav

Hands are no longer hands. They are caresses. Mouths are no longer mouths. They are kisses. My name is no longer a name, it is a call. And love is no longer love - love is you. — Lang Leav

That was the moment you should have told her what your heart was telling you. If you had allowed it, she could have been your whole world. All you had to do was open the door. All you had to say was, come in. — Lang Leav

Some pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future. — Lang Leav

We never made it, did we? — Lang Leav

The glass bottle does not know its own contents. It has no idea whether it is a vessel for the most delicious apple cider, a lovingly crafted wine, or a bitter poison. — Lang Leav

Loving You
I saw him the other day. His arms around another girl, his eyes when met with mine - were low in their recognition.
I wonder if he remembers what I once told him.
I will love you forever.
He had smiled at me sadly before giving his reply.
But I am so afraid you may one day stop.
Now all these years later, I am the one who is afraid. Because I love him, I still do. I haven't stopped, I don't think I can. I don't think I ever will. — Lang Leav

Letting him go
There is a particular kind of suffering to be experienced when you love something greater than yourself. A tender sacrifice. Like the pained silence felt in the lost song of a mermaid; or the bent and broken feet of a dancing ballerina. It is in every considered step I am taking in the opposite direction of you. — Lang Leav

Here are the things I want for you -
I want you to be happy. I want someone else to know the warmth of your smile, to feel the way I did when I was in your presence.
I want you to know how happy you once made me and though you really did hurt me, in the end, I was better for it. I don't know if what we had was love, but if it wasn't, I hope to never fall in love. Because of you, I know I am too fragile to bear it.
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.
Finally, I want you to know how sorry I am for pushing you away when I had only meant to bring you closer. And if I ever felt like home to you, it was because you were safe with me. - I want you to know that most of all. — Lang Leav

There is one who you belong to, whose love
there is no song for. — Lang Leav

Tomorrow I'll cry for all the world,
for all the things gone wrong;
I will cry for every tethered bird,
who has lost her joyful song.

Tomorrow I'll cry for every heart,
that has broken, like boughs, in two,
but today, my love, you have my tears -
today I will cry for you. — Lang Leav

Our emotions pull us in different directions. The stronger the emotion, the greater the pull. Feelings are not always practical, nor do they make any logical sense. That's just the way it goes. — Lang Leav

I think the mysterious pull that draws you to another person is identical to the one that moves our eyes upward to the stars. — Lang Leav

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? — Lang Leav

When words run dry,
he does not try,
nor do I.
We are on par.
He just is,
I just am
and we just are — Lang Leav

I can't believe how hard it is. The pain is indescribable. It's like I've been turned into sandstone and my insides are being slowly hollowed out by a chisel and mallet. — Lang Leav

People get dumped all the time, and it sucks, but you know what you do? You cry; you smash a few plates; you go to a karaoke bar and make a fool of yourself. However you choose to deal with it, it's your shit to handle. It's your burden to carry. You don't drag other people down with you. You don't turn up on the doorstep in the middle of the night acting like a raving lunatic. — Lang Leav

Summer was felt a little more;
in autumn I began to fall.
When winter came with all its white,
you were mine to kiss good night. — Lang Leav

Had I known, I would not have left you,
alone beneath those stars,
on the night when I last saw you,
not knowing it was the last. — Lang Leav

I Loved Him

I loved how his eyes danced merrily,
and the gentle way he spoke;
the way he filled my aimless days,
with bitterness and hope.
I loved him as I fell to sleep,
and each morning as I woke;
I loved him with all my wayward heart -
until the day it broke. — 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

In a sea of strangers,
you've longed to know me.
Your life spent sailing
to my shores. — Lang Leav

You are a toolbox, and you have to add stuff to it and build on it. I think the more tools you have, the better life gets." "I like that idea." "That's my mission in life. To keep adding to the toolbox. — Lang Leav

Which is why I am not here to tell you tomorrow will be a new day. That the sun will go on shining. Or there are plenty of fish in the sea. What I will tell you is this; it's okay to be hurting as much as you are. What you are feeling is not only completely valid but necessary - because it makes you so much more human. And though I can't promise it will get better any time soon, I can tell you that it will - eventually. For now, all you can do is take your time. Take all the time you need. — Lang Leav

I learned that writing is the consolation prize you are given when you don't get the thing you want the most. — Lang Leav

I want you to be happy. I want someone else to know the warmth of your smile, to feel the way I did when I was in your presence. — Lang Leav

The scatterbrain,
is a little like,
the patter of rain.
Neither here,
nor there,
but everywhere. — Lang Leav

Can I ask you something?
Anything.
Why is it every time we say goodnight, it feels like goodbye? — Lang Leav

I drew him in my world;
I write him in my lines,
I want to be his girl,
he was never meant as mine.
I drew him in my world;
He is always on my mind;
I draw his every line.
It hurts when he's unkind.
I drew him in my world;
I draw him all the time,
but I don't know where to draw the line. — Lang Leav

If 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 Leav

Most people want to save the entire world. It's a lovely thought, and I'm not saying it's not a noble pursuit - but it's impossible to save everyone. You just have to pick your little corner of the world and focus your energy there. That's the only way you will ever make a difference. — Lang Leav

The sad thing is," she said, "the moment you start to miss someone, it means they're already gone. — Lang Leav

A bruise is tender
but does not last,
it leaves me as
I always was.

But a wound I take
much more to heart,
for a scar will always
leave its mark.

And if you should ask
which one you are,
my answer is -
you are a scar. — Lang Leav

You see," she said, "your first love isn't the first person you give your heart to - it's the first one who breaks it. — Lang Leav

Reasons
I wish I knew why he left. What his reason were. Why he changed his mind.
For all these years, I have turned it over in my head - all the possibilites - yet none of them make any sense.
And then I think, perhaps it was beacause he never loved me. But that makes the least sense of all. — Lang Leav

Until It's Gone

"Some people don't know what they have until it's gone."

"But what about the ones who do know? The ones who never took a damn thing for granted? Who tried their hardest to hold on, yet could only look on helplessly while they lost the thing they loved the most."

"Isn't it so much worse for them? — Lang Leav

If any person claims to have loved twice in all their life - they have not loved at all. — Lang Leav

When every dream
has turned to dust,
and your highest hopes
no longer soar.
When places you
once yearned to see,
grow further away
on distant shores.
When every night
you close your eyes,
and long inside
for something more.
Remember this
and only this,
if nothing else
you can recall
There was a life
a girl once led,
where you were loved
the most of all. — Lang Leav

Yes, I think it is entirely possible to fall in love with someone you've never met. Physicality is an expression of intimacy- not an indication of it. — Lang Leav

I have happened in so many places, to so many people - the essence of me lives on in these nuances, these moments. — Lang Leav

Faith
I whisper your name like a prayer - with all the hope of heaven.
I trace the lines of your palm and draw a map to salvation.
I hear the knock of your heart and I answer it like my calling. — Lang Leav

I missed you today. Between waking and sleeping, I thought of you. — Lang Leav

For me, that was the death of the word, or; because now, there is no other. It was the end of the word, and; for I love only you. — Lang Leav

The Redwood Tree

My father once told me a story about an old redwood tree - how she stood tall and proud - her sprawling limbs clothed in emerald green. With a smile, he described her as a mere sapling, sheltered by her elders and basking in the safety of the warm, dappled light. But as this tree grew taller, she found herself at the mercy of the cruel wind and the vicious rain. Together, they tore relentlessly at her pretty boughs, until she felt as though her heart would split in two.

After a long, thoughtful pause, my father turned to me and said, "My daughter, one day the same thing will happen to you. And when that time comes, remember the redwood tree. Do not worry about the cruel wind or the vicious rain - but do as that tree did and just keep growing. — Lang Leav

It was a gentle love, a tactile love. It was all hands and lips and hearts in tandem. There was motion in our bodies and emotion in our discourse. We were a symphony of melody and melancholy. When you find peace in another's presence, there is no mistaken. — Lang Leav

Her heart is played like well worn strings
In her eyes the sadness sings
Of one who was destined of better things — Lang Leav

I wanted everything because I didn't want anything enough. — Lang Leav

Before the tears that tore us, when our history was before us. — Lang Leav

Just Friends I know that I don't own you, and perhaps I never will, so my anger when you're with her, I have no right to feel. I know that you don't owe me, and I shouldn't ask for more; I shouldn't feel so let down, all the times when you don't call. What I feel - I shouldn't show you, so when you're around I won't; I know I've no right to feel it but it doesn't mean I don't. — Lang Leav

We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison. — Lang Leav

We spoke once about lovers who kept finding each other, no matter how many times the world came between them. And I think I had to break your heart, and you had to break mine. How else could we know the worth of what we were given? — Lang Leav

It was beautifully worded and painfully read; the things that were written, were those never said — Lang Leav

Sea of Strangers In a sea of strangers, you've longed to know me. Your life spent sailing to my shores. The arms that yearn to someday hold me, will ache beneath the heavy oars. Please take your time and take it slowly; as all you do will run its course. And nothing else can take what only - was always meant as solely yours. — Lang Leav

Her poetry is written on the ghost of trees, whispered on the lips of lovers.
As a little girl, she would drift in and out of libraries filled with dead poets and their musky scent. She held them in her hands and breathed them in
wanting so much to be part of their world ...
It was on her sixteenth birthday that she first fell in love. With a boy who brought her red roses and white lies. When he broke her heart, she cried for days.
Then hopeful, she sat with a pen in her hand, poised over the blank white sheet, but it refused to draw blood ...
She learned too late that poets are among the damned, cursed to commiserate over their loss, to reach with outstretched hands
hands that will never know the weight of what they seek. — Lang Leav

Today
Today I am not in my skin. My body cannot contain me. I am spilling out and over, like a rogue wave on the shore. Today I can't keep myself from feeling like I don't have a friend in the world. And no matter how hard I try, I can't seem to pick myself up off the floor. My demons are lying in wait, they are grinning in the shadows, their polished fangs glinting, knowing today, it will be an easy kill. But tomorrow, tomorrow could be different, and that is what keeps me going today. — Lang Leav

You forsake all that you hold dear,
for a dream that is not your own;
you would rather live a lie
than live your life alone — Lang Leav

Of lips that I am yet to kiss,
and eyes
not met my own. — Lang Leav

Closure Like time suspended, a wound unmended - you and I. We had no ending, no said good-bye. For all my life, I'll wonder why. — Lang Leav

Where are you?" She asked. "I have been searching all my life." "Stop looking for me," Love replied, "and I will find you. — Lang Leav

You were you,
and I was I;
we were two
before our time.
I was yours
before I knew,
and you have always
been mine too. — Lang Leav

Everything that happened here
happened long ago. — Lang Leav

Death, like fiction, is brutal in its symmetry. Take this story and strip it down -all the way back- until you are left with two points. Two dots on a vast, blank canvas, separeted by a sea of white. Here, we have come to the first point, where the batj is drawn and the hand is reachinh for the razor blade. I will meet you at the next, by the axle of a screaming wheel, the revolution of a clock, the closing of an orbit. — Lang Leav

I hope someday you will find me and remember what I once meant to you. — Lang Leav

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

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. — Lang Leav

One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else
closer to them than your closest family. Perhaps this person carries within them an angel
one sent to you for some higher purpose; to teach you an important lesson or to keep you safe during a perilous time. What you must do is trust in them
even if they come hand in hand with pain or suffering
the reason for their presence will become clear in due time.
Though here is a word of warning
you may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isn't to save you but to show you how to save yourself. And once this is fulfilled; the halo lifts and the angel leaves their body as the person exits your life. They will be a stranger to you once more. — Lang Leav

I used to think I couldn't go a day without your smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back.
Then, that day arrived and it was so damn hard but the next was harder. I knew with a sinking feeling it was going to get worse, and I wasn't going to be okay for a very long time.
Because losing someone isn't an occasion or an event. It doesn't just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time I pick up your favorite coffee mug; whenever that one song plays on the radio, or when I discover your old t-shirt at the bottom of my laundry pile.
I lose you every time I think of kissing you, holding you, or wanting you. I go to bed at night and lose you, when I wish could tell you about my day. And in the morning, when I wake and reach for the empty space across the sheets, begin to lose you all over again. — Lang Leav

A Stranger There is a love I reminisce, like a seed I've never sown. Of lips that I am yet to kiss, and eyes not met my own. Hands that wrap around my wrists, and arms that feel like home. I wonder how it is I miss, these things I've never known. — Lang Leav

Or that one person whom you rarely speak with, who can always be found right where you left them. You carry their smile with you like a talisman - for whatever reason, their presence in your life will always bring the promise of better days. — Lang Leav

A ROLLERCOASTER
You will find him in
my highs and lows;
in my mind,
he'll to and fro.
He's the tallest person,
that I know
and so he keeps me,
on my toes. — Lang Leav

My name is no longer a name, it is a call. — Lang Leav

Every letter
that she types;
every keystroke
that she strikes-
To spell your name
again and again,
is all she ever
wants to write. — Lang Leav

Souls
When 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.
Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand
the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to
be with one another.
This is the reason why you miss someone so much when they
are not there - even if they are only in the very next room.
Your soul only feels their absence - it doesn't realize the
separation is temporary. — Lang Leav

Love a girl who writes, and live her many lives;
You have yet to find her, beneath her words of guise.
Kiss her blue inked fingers, forgive the pens they marked.
The stain of your lips upon her, the one she can't discard.
Forget her tattered memories, or the pages others took;
You are her ever-after, the hero of her book. — Lang Leav

I was there in your forgetting, until I was forgot. — Lang Leav

She was the book that was not written. The sentence that was not scripted. She was the word you wished you could have said. — Lang Leav

Maybe we slip in and out of alternate worlds through our minds and our imaginations, picking up scar tissue from other dimensions. — Lang Leav

But when I look at you, I just know instinctively, that despite the odds against you and although life will always find a way to test you, someday you'll have everything you want. Your ending will be a happy one. — Lang Leav

Your first love isn't the first person you give your heart to- it's the first one who beaks it. — Lang Leav

That's the thing about writers -on one hand evrything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is. — Lang Leav

Because someday, in one way or another, you will be taken from me or I you. — Lang Leav

I've grown quiet now. You won't hear me talk about you anymore. It doesn't hurt like it used to. I suppose that is something to be thankful for. — Lang Leav

But i would love to write something, maybe a book. I want to travel to a small town someday - one with fir trees and snowcapped mountains. Than I would spend an entire winter writing to my heart's content. — Lang Leav

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

Lost and Found
A sunken chest,
on the ocean ground,
to never be found
was where he found me.
There he stirred,
my every thought,
my every word,
so gently, so profoundly.
Now I am kept,
from dreams I dreamt,
when once I slept,
so soundly. — Lang Leav

When someone stirs a world of emotion in you and it's so intense you can barely stand to be with him. — Lang Leav