what was it like to love him? asked Gratitude. It was like being exhumed, I answered. and brought back to life in a flash of brilliance.
what was it like to be loved in returned? asked Joy. It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
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 to be- said at once.
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my love for lang
Romancelang leav is my favorite writer of all time. not sure why, but, yeah. this is a collection of quotes, excerpts, and poems written by lang.
