“Xs and Os Love is a game of tic-tac-toe, constantly waiting, for the next x or o.” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“I miss talking to him. Every time I come across something I think he'd like, I just wish I could call him… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Because sooner or later, all kinds of love - crazy love, wild love- fade into the same thing. The love becomes old… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“You were you, and I was I; we were two before our time. I was yours before I knew, and you have… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“What was it like to lose him?" Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded: It was like hearing every… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“It happens like this. "One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“In all our wrongs, I want to write him, in a time where I can find him. Before the tears that tore… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“How I envy so the half of me, who lived before love's due, who was yet to know of you.” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Like time suspended, a wound unmended-- you and I. We had no ending, no said goodbye; For all my life, I'll wonder… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“After we left the cafè, Rad and I drove aimlessly for hours, lost in conversation. By then, it had stopped raining, and… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“She lends her pen, to thoughts of him, that flow from it, in her solitary. For she is his poet, And he… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Before I fell in love with words, with setting skies and singing birds— it was you I fell in love with first.” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“I HAD YOU Last night I had a dream that felt like a memory. A glimpse of what could have been. Crossed… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Afraid to Love I turn away and close my heart— to the promise of love that is luring. For the past has… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Letting him go There is a particular kind of suffering to be experienced when you love something greater than yourself. A tender… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“A Stranger There is a love I reminisce, Like a seed I've never sown. Or lips that im yet to kiss, and… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“The Butterfly Effect Close your eyes and think about that boy. Tell me how he makes you feel. Let your mind trace… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Souls" When two souls fall in love, there is nothing else but the yearning to be close to the other. The presence… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“If you love me for what you see, only your eyes would be in love with me.” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“There was a man who I once knew, for me there was no other. The closer to loving me he grew, the… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“But if you don't love my every flaw, then you mustn't love me— not at all.” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“The truth is, everyone wants to believe they’re in love but no one really is. So to all the girls out there… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“It wasn’t my choice to love you but it was mine to leave. I don’t think the moon ever meant to be… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“It's almost like there was only an up and down before him, but now I hav discovered you can also go sideways… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Lost and Found A sunken chest, on the ocean ground, to never be found was where he found me. There he stirred,… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Ana was the original sad girl. She held the unofficial title long before her death. We all became sad girls after that. At her… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“For the past has taught to not be caught, in what is not worth pursuing—” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“But i would love to write something, maybe a book. I want to travel to a small town someday - one with fir trees… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“I remember our sorrows in shades, like the gray of the shadows, which loomed that day, and the white in his lie when he… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Without a doubt, I must read, all the books I've read about. See the artworks hung on hooks, that I have only, seen in… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Xs and Os Love is a game of tic-tac-toe, constantly waiting, for the next x or o.” — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“I miss talking to him. Every time I come across something I think he'd like, I just wish I could call him up or… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“Because sooner or later, all kinds of love - crazy love, wild love- fade into the same thing. The love becomes old and predictable… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“I know you’ve lost someone and it hurts. You may have lost them suddenly, unexpectedly. Or perhaps you began losing pieces of them until… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
“You were you, and I was I; we were two before our time. I was yours before I knew, and you have always been… — Lang Leav Copy Share Image
