Quotes About Yearning

I loved him the way some people are to be loved - from a distance.

Love is a strange feeling! And you cannot understand what happens to you when it does happen to you.

I saw you, I loved you, but now I miss you, and I still can't speak because I know you hate me.

I came hoping to see those eyes, but instead I return with my heart, leaving behind only flowers.

No one compares to you, but there's no you, except in my dreams tonight.

You see, " she concluded miserably, "when I can call like that to him across space--I belong to him. He doesn't love me--he never will--but I belong to him.

Beneath her curls, I forget the world, With a mere gaze she raises my hopes of gold. Love is as much in her heart as in mine, But she doesn't say it, her punishment so divine.

It wasn't exactly love at first sight, but it was deeper than that. A sense of belonging to a place I never knew I wanted but somehow always needed. It was a home that carried a heartbeat.

She was his dawn of bliss He was her dusk of wounds, Each day they came up to See and touch They couldn't stay for long But they looked perfect together ~

the onewho will jolt awakeall the unwrittenthe unsungand the unlived in me. i am waitingfor him.

Writing poems is simply an excuse to remember You.

He felt like sin but tasted like love so what's a clumsy girl to do but stumble in delicious crazy love.

But he knew she was a star, and he, only human. He was never meant to reach the stars - he could only admire them from afar.

He touched my soul long before I knew what his hands felt like.

Is it the raindrops pervading my being?or is it your lips touching my skin?

Her memories splashed my nights with a magical illumination. Her thoughts were my intoxication!

Let me kiss you and take your breath away, we'll worry about resuscitating you later.

I could've loved you but the line is too long and your passiveness is endless.

Even the shortest love story reminds me of how much I love you.

Everytime I stare at your pictures I'm like "what kind of fool would ever miss this "But babyMy love for you is perceived as a diss

You are the completeness of my incompleteness.

The walls in my room know your name. They heard me sigh your name last night!

Every night the dream that enamors me is the one about you and me.

Love can be all things.But, Just never enough.