Quotes About Yearning

The only person I wanted was Susannah. She was the only one.

I'd nursed a crush on Conrad for whole school years. I could survive for months, years, on a crush. It was like food. It could sustain me. If Conrad was mine, there was no way I'd break up with him over a summer-or a school year, for that matter.

But it feels like everything all around me is shifting in ways I didn't expect, when all I want is for things to stand still.

Longing is its own kind of perverse delight.

I realised it suddenly. I missed him. All this time. When you got to the underneath of it, there it was. There it had always been. And even though he was sitting there only feet away, I missed him more than ever.

But still I hope, because I can't help but hope.

You're in love with love

All I knew was, I wanted her to look at me like that. After that day, I was done for. I liked her, as more than a friend. I maybe even loved her. There have been other girls. But they weren't her.

He kissed like he was drowning and I was air. It was passionate, and desperate, and like nothing I had ever experienced before. This

God, why do I have to be a person who yearns so much?

Se siente raro haber gastado tanto tiempo deseando algo, a alguien, y luego un día, de repente, solo se detiene.

Ever since I got your letter … I haven't been able to stop thinking about you.

Do you know what it's like to like someone so much you can't stand it and know that they'll never feel the same way? Probably not.

Cuando alguien se ha ido durante mucho tiempo, primero guardas todas las cosas que quieres decirles. Intentas mantener un seguimiento de todo en tu cabeza. Pero es como si trataras de aferrarte a un puñado de arena, todos los pequeños trozos se deslizan de tus manos y entonces sólo estás reteniendo polvo y aire. Es por eso que no puedes guardarlo todo así.

Kiss me like you missed me,

From the moment Leo comes on screen in that navy blue suit, I have chest palpitations. He's like an angel, a beautiful, damaged angel.

Whatever my girl wants", Peter Kavinsky

Time is the longest distance between two places. —TENNESSEE WILLIAMS, The Glass Menagerie

So for that split second I thought he was going to say my name. But then I saw the way he blushed, the way he looked off into space, and I knew it wasn't for me" - Lara Jean

We were never a thing, not really, but we almost were, and to me, that's something.

even in my sleep I knew exactly how good it used to be. How right it was. And no matter what you do or how hard you try, you can't stop yourself from dreaming.

When he was nearby, my body hummed. When he was away, there was this dull ache. With him near, I felt everything

There's something romantic about waiting for a letter in the mail, waiting for your destiny.

Peter'? o kadar seviyordum ki a?layabilirdim.