Quotes About Yearning

I give her the only honest and true answer I have. "You're where I want to be.

You're where I want to be.

I find myself daydreaming about him when I wake up in the morning, in school when something reminds me of him, and when I fall asleep at night

We deserve each other, Luis … and I need you just as much as you need me. Hold me." He steps closer, but hesitates. "If I do, mi chava, I can't promise I'll be able to let you go.

And what do you want right now?" Right now I itch to heal his wounds and forget my own. He touches my cheek with the tips of his fingers. My breath hitches. "Do you want to kiss me, Alex?" I whisper. "Dios mio, I want to kiss you ... to taste your lips, your tongue." He gently traces my lips withthe tips of his fingers. "Do you want me to kiss you? Nobody else would know but the two of us.

Distance makes the heart grow fonder.

The urge to jump into his arms and feel the warmth of them surrounding me is so powerful, I wonder if it's medically possible to be addicted to another human being.

I don't belong here. It doesn't matter, because even if I don't belong in this place, she's here and I want to be where she is.

I love you because you're the only person I want to make love to without any conditions and—and I love that you need me.

what could i do to make the one i loved love me back ?

I want to hold you, Nikki. Will you let me?

Who am I kidding? I have no reason for being here other that the fact that I want to be near her.

I've never seen anythin' sexier in my life, and she's not even naked yet.

Is that your cheap way of telling me you want to kiss me?" He looks into my eyes, his dark gaze capturing mine. " Querida , I always want to kiss you.

I want to be wherever you are.

I realise it's going to happen. This girl of my dreams, this girl who is more like me than anyone I've ever met, wants to kiss me.

Quiero descubrir cómo puedo hacerla reír. Quiero saber cómo hacerla llorar. Quiero saber lo que se siente si me mira como si fuese su caballero de la brillante armadura. -Alex

Thoughts of being a pirate and stealing her away to my ship race across my mind. Although I'm not a pirate, and she's not my captured princess.

No tengo excusa para estar aquí excepto el deseo de estar a su lado. A la mierda la apuesta. Quiero descubrir cómo puedo hacerle reír. quiero saber cómo hacerle llorar. Quiero saber lo que se siente si me mira como si fuera su caballero de brillante armadura.

Do you think about making love with me?" I lie awake most nights, fantasizing about sleeping next to her ... loving her. "Right now, muneca, makin' love to you is the only thing on my mind.

Me estas siguiendo? —ella pregunta, pero no se encuentra con mi mirada. —Si —le digo. — ¿Por qué? — ¿Honestamente? Ella me mira, sus cejas enarcadas. Le doy la única respuesta honesta y verdadera que tengo. —Estas donde yo quiero estar.

I don't deserve you. You know that, querida, don't you?" "When are you gonna realize you're one of the good guys?" When I don't answer, she pulls my head down to hers. "My body is yours tonight, Alex," she whispers against my lips. "Do you want it?" "God, yes.

Brittany was right. I don't belong here. It doesn't matter, because even if I don't belong in this place, she's here and I want to be where she is.

Who am I kidding? I have no reason for being here other than the fact that I want to be near her. Screw the bet. I want to know how to make this girl laugh. I want to know what makes her cry. I want to know what it feels like to have her look at me as if I'm her knight in shining armor.