Quotes About Yearning

Somehow they were entwining without touch, following a choreography laid down in time for lovers.

Girls spilled drinks down their dresses and flicked their hair. Wishing anyone, maybe even you, would notice them... You were someone to me.

We are all Romeos looking for our Juliet, but never finding her.

..forever daydreaming of a kiss so sweet, angels weep..

There's always that one guy who gets a hold on you. The "can't eat, can't sleep, can't do your homework, can't stop giggling can't remember anything but his smile kind of hold.

Well sue me for staring. I'd be willing to scrub away my shame on his washboard abs.

I can't loose you...you are the whole reason for everything in my life. Please don't do this!

Desperation will drive you to do things you know will never make you whole again and even to lose the very thing you're desperate for.

I breathe just to be near you...

I wish there was a word more than 'love' itself to convey what I feel for you.

I can't explain why your name seems so familiar to me, or why it feels like I've heard your voice a thousand times before, but I can explain this ~ your the type of chaos Id bleed for.

I didn't know someone whom I wasn't seeking, could make me feel like I didn't need to search anymore.

If i can't be your true love, i want to be your worst nightmare.

Her deep romantic nature prevented her from demanding, from asking for that quenching. She wanted it to come freely, like flowers that are sent and not requested.

I gotta go but... I miss you. That's all.""I miss you too", I say hugging my body tightly with the sleeves of his shirt.This... Is falling.

After all these years, my heart still wants you. It still misses you. it still aches for you. I can't control what my heart wants, I could just deny it of it... Love, Viv

I'm crazy about him and I'm crazy without him!

We yearn for a stranger to poke around in our heart. Such an irrational thing it is. Flutter once and lunacy behold.

What is love? Imagine a helium balloon tied down and then you cut the ropes on a windy day. That is love.

I was besieged by a yearning, a craving, a burning desire. My heart had opened like one of those mysterious flowers that only bloom at night.

The sweetest misery is that caused by love.

I know your eyes in the morning sunI feel you touch me in the pouring rainAnd the moment that you wander far from meI wanna feel you in my arms again

Jean's desires, like those of all men in love, were concentrated on the impossible.

you're gone andyour unfinished poemlies alone on my desk—empty of tears, I only hope it rains today