I want to plant a seed in your mind,

some tiny particle of thought that bears a remnant of me.

So little by little,

day by day,

you find yourself thinking of me,

until one morning,

you will wake up and realize you can't think of anything else.

-Lang Leav

There was a time when you were only a dream,

an intuition.

An idea I couldn't rationalise,

built on the blind faith that you must exist

(otherwise what is the point of it all?)

Meanwhile the years crept on and on

Until the day I met you and like an image imprinting on a polaroid,

there it was,

a clear concise answer to the question of,

'what the hell am I looking for?'

And it brought to mind all the times I felt you in my dreams before waking to the same familiar sadness-

not knowing who you were and how I would even begin to find you.

Now you are here and it all makes perfect sense.

They say when you become familiar with a new language,

you begin to speak it while you dream.

In a way Michael,

I think I have always known you.

-Lang Leav

I know love, because I am in love.

Because of how long I've loved.

Because of the man I love.

Love used to be a beautiful mirage,

a moonbeam on the water I tried to cup in my hands.

Now it is a grand oak tree,

tried and tested,

roots driving deep down into the earth.

I have a love that takes me across oceans.

A love that tells me I am home,

no matter where in the world I am.

-Lang Leav

If you came to me with a face I have not seen,

with a name I have never heard,

I would still know you.

Even if centuries seperated us,

I would still feel you.

Somewhere between the sand and the stardust,

through every collapse and creation,

there is a pulse that echoes of you and I.

When we leave this world,

we give up all our possessions and our memories.

Love is the only thing we take with us.

It is all we carry from one life to the next.

-Lang leav

There is a particular kind of suffering to be

experienced when you love something greater than yourself.

A tender sacrifice.

Like the pained silence felt in the lost song of a mermaid;

or the bent and broken feet of a dancing ballerina.

It is in every considered step I am taking in the opposite

direction of you.

-Lang Leav

Shrinking in a corner,

pressed into the wall;

do they know I'm present,

am I here at all?

Is there a written rule book,

that tells you how to be-

all the right things to talk about-

that everyone has but me?

Slowly I am withering-

a flower deprived of sun;

longing to belong to,

somewhere or someone.

-Lang Leav

I'm not asking for a grand declaration of love.

I've stopped entertaining those thoughts long ago.

You see, I have resigned myself to where I am now,

hanging by a thin, tenuous thread.

I can feel it twisting above me, 

gently fraying, slowly giving way.

I'm not asking for promises or tenure--

I just want a hand to reach for a breaking point.

-Lang Leav

There is one who you belong to,

whose love- there is no song for.

And though you know it's wrongful,

there is someone else you long for.

Your heart was once a vessel,

it was filled up to the brim;

until the day he left you,

now everything sings of him.

Of the two who came to love you,

to one your heart, you gave.

He is in all the stars above you-

in the love who came and stayed.

-Lang Leav

 Q1. What is your nickname?

lele

 Q2. What is your recent boom?

nani kore?

 Q1. What is your favorite food?

anything delicious!