“Before I fellin love with words,with setting skies and singing birds—it was you I fellin love with first.”
— Lang Leav“What was it like to lose him? Asked Sorrow. There was a long pause before I responded:It was like hearing every goodbye ever said tome—said all at once.”
— Lang Leav“Xs and OsLove is a gameof tic-tac-toe,constantly waiting,for the next x or o.”
— Lang Leav