Lang

“Dead Butterflies

I sometimes think about the fragility of glass — of broken shards tearing against soft skin.When in truth, it is the transparency that kills you. The pain of seeing through to something you can never quite touch. For years I’ve kept you in secret, behind a glass screen. I’ve watched helplessly as day after day, your new girlfriend becomes your wife and then later, the mother of your children. Then realizing their only in thinking you were the one under glass when in fact it has been me— a pinned butterfly static and unmoving, watching while your other life unfolds.”
― Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure

“Do you remember the song that was playing the night we met? No, but I remember every song I have heard since you left.”
― Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure

“It was a question I had worn on my lips for days - like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn't resist pulling - despite knowing it could all unravel around me.

"Do you love me?" I ask.

In your hesitation I found my answer.”
― Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure

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