Citati iz knjige „Lullabies“ autora Lang Leav

Amalie Steinmeier
Amalie Steinmeierje citiraoпре 2 године
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 never to 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.
afatiyeva
afatiyevaje citiraoпре 2 месеца
Minefield

If you know a boy with eyes of quiet wonderment, who smiles often and speaks rarely—someone who pays the same respect to words as he would a minefield—who thinks deeply and is endearingly sad—please do not give your heart to him. Even when he gently pleads with you—or clutches your hand with grave earnest—no matter how he tries to convince you, please turn him away. You don’t know him like I know him. You can’t love him like I do.
Laurencia Kelsey
Laurencia Kelseyje citiralaпрошле године
Amends
I wonder if there will be a morning when you’ll wake up missing me. That some incident in your life would have finally taught you the value of my worth. And you will feel a surge of longing, when you remember how I was good to you.
When this day comes I hope you will look for me. I hope you will look with the kind of conviction I’d always hoped for, but never had from you. Because I want to be found. And I hope it will be you—who finds me.
Anindya K
Anindya Kje citiralaпре 2 године
I don’t remember exactly, but the whole time I was dreaming, I knew you were mine
Nao Chan
Nao Chanje citiralaпре 4 године
Her Words
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.
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
And nothing else
can take what only—
was always meant
as solely yours
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
Can I ask you something?
Anything.
Why is it every time we say good night, it feels like good-bye?
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
“I know what we are—
and I know what we’re not.”
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
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
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
Strange how it mattered so much,
when now it matters
so little
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
The memory of you is fading, a little at a time, and I can feel myself forgetting. I don’t want to forget
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
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.
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
Do you see
how I love him true—
it could have been you.

As for you
and your love for she—
it could have been me.

But we were a maybe,
and never a must—
when it should have been us
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
There are things I’ll never tell you,
and it is sad to think it so;
the more you come to know me—
the less of me you’ll know.
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
Because I want to be found. And I hope it will be you—who finds me
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
My greatest lesson learnt,
you were mine until you weren’t
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
Change of Heart

You were faultless
I was flawed,

I was lesser
yet you
gave more.

Now with time,
I find you
on my mind—

Perhaps I loved you,
after all.
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
Mixed Messages

The questions you had never asked
were things you were afraid to know;
everything that has come to pass,
you’ve made them all up on your own.

There are many words you never said,
that others dreamed you someday would;
each of us for all our days—
will live our lives misunderstood
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
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.
chella
chellaje citiraoпре 9 дана
I drew him in my world;
I draw him all the time,
but I don’t know where
to draw the line
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