Quotes About Emotions

My Five senses of you, my cabin crew...Seeing your fair face, makes me happy. Hearing your sweet voice, makes me calm. Smelling your honey scented hair, energize me. Touching your soft skins, makes me feel so safe...and knowing that you'll be flying again, kills me...

I miss him, his tight hugs and long sweet kisses. The kind of kisses that I never wanted to end. I miss his hands on my hips and him rubbing my back without being asked. I miss the long nights laying on his chest while he played with my hair. I miss him being pressed against me while he kisssed my neck because he knew it gave me butterflies. But that was the past and he moved on, and now I need to find a new man to love like I did with the man that I still miss today.

How can you say you love and miss me if you never call or try to see me but I won't let my feelings get the best of me I'm gonna do the mature thing and just walk away.

Miss the memories, the laughter, and the love we use to make.

When somebody loved me, everything was beautiful. Every hour we spent together lives within my heart.

You can love someone so much...But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.

The hardest part of dreaming about someone you love, is waking up to see that person gone. You know it, it it takes seconds to say hello. It takes forever to say goodbye. Moving on is easy, but what you leave behind Is what makes it hard.

Did you know that when people appear in your dreams, it's because that person wants to see you?

Months or years may pass without talking to someone but it's crazy how many minutes in everyday that passes that they enter our mind at some point. Their laugh, their smile, their voice, the small shared moments, ones we will never forget and all because they were someone we truly loved so our heart remains silent because of no ears but forever strong for the one we truly loved as the minutes turn to hours, the days turn to months and the months turn to years.

I don't know why I get so protective and jealous over you when you're not even mine.

Everytime you speak about how much you like someone else, it kills me inside.

I think everyone has had that relationship with someone where they never actually dated, but they knew that they were together.

We all have secrets we keep locked away from the rest of the world. Friendship we pretend. Relationships we hide. But worst of all is the love we never let show; the most dangerous secret a person can bury are those we keep for ourselves.

I try to talk to you, but I don't know what to say. I am afraid you don't want me to say anything. So I don't. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out. And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart. And how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you. But those words may forever stay in my heart-locked inside. Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too...but I'll never know.

I see you every day at school, we are young but I know I love you. Every time I talk to you my heart beats fast my mouth goes dry my heart aches for you. It hurts to love you so much. I wish you knew. I'm to afraid to tell you how I feel.

Thank you for making me happy for just a while, thank you for teaching me to be strong. Above all my heart beats again and learn how to love for a second time.

If you never thank God after every smile, then you have no right to blame him for every tear.

Love enables you to put your deepest feelings and fears in the palm of you partner's hand, knowing they will be handled with care.

Music played at weddings always reminds me of the music played for soldiers before they go into battle

There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear -John 4:18

The woman cries before the wedding; the man afterward.

You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.

Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage

Marriage...a book of which the first chapter is written in poetry and the remaining chapters written in prose.