Like time suspended, a wound unmended-- you and me. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I'll wonder why.

— Lang Leav

Love is a game of tic-tac-toe, constantly waiting for the next x or o.

— Lang Leav

Neither here, nor there. But everywhere.

— Lang Leav

One day you will be nostalgic for today.

— 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

Regrets Timing is irrelevant when two people are meant for each other. It's what I once believed. But we met during a time when I was such a mess, when I still had so much to figure out. How could I have known how crucial every word, every action was or how losing you would be something I would always regret? If only you could have met me now, how different it would be. How much I have changed. How I have grown. I learned so much from all the mistakes I made with you. I just wish I had made them with someone else.

— Lang Leav

Saving Youth darkness takes him over, the sickness pulls him in; his eyes—a blown out candle, I wish to go with him. Sometimes I see a flicker— a light that shone from them; I hold him to me tightly, before he's gone again.

— Lang Leav

She lends her pen, to thoughts of him, that flow from it, in her solitary. For she is his poet, And he is her poetry.

— Lang Leav

Shrinking in a corner, pressed into the wall;do they know I'm present, am I here at all?

— Lang Leav

Shrinking in a corner, pressed into the wall;do they know I'm present, am I here at all? Is there a written rule book, that tells you how to be—all the right things to talk about—that everyone has but me? Slowly I am withering—a flowered deprived of sun;longing to belong to—somewhere or someone.

— Lang Leav