Lang Leav Quotes

Before I fell
in love with words,
with setting skies
and singing birds -
it was you I fell
in love with first.

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

I don't think all writers are sad, she said.
I think it's the other way around -
all sad people write.

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.

Saving You

The 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.

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.

Xs and Os

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

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 books.

Time

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.

Do you know what it is like,
to lie in bed awake;
with thoughts to haunt
you every night,
of all your past mistakes.

Knowing sleep will set it right -
if you were not to wake.

The Wanderer

What is she like?
I was told -
she is a
melancholy soul.

She is like
the sun to the night;
a momentary gold.

A star when dimmed
by dawning light;
the flicker of
a candle blown.

A lonely kite
lost in flight -
someone once
had flown.