Quotes About Yearn

When I dream, I dream of you. Maybe one day, dreams will come true. Because, I really love you.

I need you like I have never needed anyone before. I need you like you're all I'm living for. I need you and I haven't got a clue. I need you and I don't know what to do. I need you, what more should I say. I need you to tell me that you'll stay.

Even when you start to take a step away from me, I get this urge that just wants you to stay. Its the minute I miss you before you leave.

Sometimes the last thing you want to be is just friends, being limited to looking into their eyes seeing the miracle and dream you can't have.

He makes me cry but not in a bad way, in a good I love you so much and miss you every moment youre not here kind of cry.

Don't go. Don't leave. You're the one I need.

Im holding on to the thought that you're not mine. I'm going to look you in the eye, smile and say, you're not mine. Then I'll walk away, turn around at the last moment and say, But I wish you were.

So many thoughts I can't get out of my head. I try to live without you, but every time I do, I feel dead. I know exactly what's best for me, but I really want you instead.

I miss you, but I'm trying not to care. I love you, but I'm trying not to show. I want you, but what can I do when you are not even mine?

I want you because I miss you. I miss you because I need you. I need you because I love you. But you love her, so where does that leave me. I want you to be happy but I just don't always want to feel this pain of knowing your no longer mine.

When I don't see you, I'm perfectly fine and I can move on. But the second I see your face, I'm back to wishing you were mine again.

I'll never get over the stupid feeling I get everytime you sign on. The one where I think maybe, just maybe...you'll talk to me first.

The love you can't have lasts the longest, feels the strongest and hurts the most.

My mom always said, you can't get what you want in until you ask.

I would untie him if I could. If he would let me.

I was looking for something, I realized, though I could not say what.

Bring him back to me,

I waited. I still hoped Glaucos would think of me. I would have married him in a moment. But I found myself hoping for another thing too, which I would not have believed the day before: that he would weep all the salt in his veins for Scylla's return, holding fast to her as his one, true love.

Bu dünyaya bir an daha dayanamayaca??m, diye dü?ündüm. "Öyleyse çocu?um, ba?ka bir dünya yap.

And she wished him to be a god. She had spoken it so simply, as if it were obvious. A god. I could not imagine him so. Gods were cold and distant, far off as the moon, nothing like his bright eyes, the warm mischief of his smiles.

I wished I were a real goddess so I could give him whales upon a golden plate, and he would never let me go.

Quei secondi, quei mezzi secondi, in cui i nostri sguardi si toccavano erano gli unici momenti della giornata in cui sentissi qualcosa".

And what kind of madness is it anyway, to be in love with something constitutionally incapable of loving you back? 37. Are you sure -- one would like to ask -- that it cannot love you back?

Do not, however, make the mistake of thinking that all desire is yearning.