Quotes About Yearning

If she knew how beautiful love is, she would already put it in a box, seal, and preserve it.So she could smell it whenever she wants.

You looked like the girl I loved.

In the heart, silence becomes an echo of unanswered needs

Milly Brush once might almost have fallen in love with these silences.

I can't imagine a universe in which I try to unlove her.

I walked in and saw you dancing. I haven't caught my breath since.

You haven't written anything about me yet!" She said in a complaining wayHe replied in a sorrowful tone "I wish you could read my unwritten poems

Even when I press against him his presence is too far away.

I didn't know who I was or who I wanted to be until you stumbled into my life. I refuse to let you go.

How? How will it help to tell you that I see his face every time I close my eyes? That I wake up and cry when he's not there? That the memories are so strong I can't separate hers from mine anymore?

The biggest problem occurswhen i try to forget you are nights, cuz i ain't got control on my dreams...

Consider, O Lover, my throatwhite as cigarette paper.The crushed lavender of my knuckles. My heart, a dulled needle threaded throughtoo many patterns.

I've lived what feels like a thousand years to feel your kiss but my little mate, I'm in charge." He said huskily, an air of authority lacing his words.

Oh, how I wish I was a woman—his woman.

Jenny, " he whispered. "My Jenny.

I see myself as Kiki de Montparnasse, trying to get Man Ray's attention. (Sofia Navarro, 7th July 2012).

His closeness makes my heart beat faster, my skin tingle, my body want things it doesn't even know.

And I'm ill with the thought of your kiss, coffee-laced intoxicating on her lips... shut it out, I've got no claim on you now, I'm not allowed to wear you freedom down

She inhabited a world from which I was excluded, and she had left me in an immense empty space.

Kiss me back into place and remind me why we can't be together.

There is nothing I can do that won't bring me back to you.

This is the dysfunction talking. This is the disease talking. This is how much I miss you talking. This is the deepest blue, talking, talking, always talking to you.

You want her in every quadrant like a desperate fool.

slow down, oh sweet tearsflowing nectar...down my lashes' tipssomedaysomeone will kiss you away, even before you can reach my lips.