Quotes About Yearn

What they ask you for is actions, proofs, works, and all you can produce are transformed tears.

A kiss may not be the truth but it is what we wish were true.

And maybe if I gaze into the sun long enough, it will blind me into believing in love once more.

It's only hunting you that keeps me from being you.

Miss me?" he whispered, giving me the once-over, eyes lingering on my chest. My heart skipped a beat. My glyph pulsed painfully. "Like a urinary tract infection," I said, through gritted teeth.

Let's not even touch life with the tips of our fingers. Let's not even know the love in our minds. May we never know the feel of a women's kiss, not even in our dreams.

no, I thought, only what it makes you do, clawing at the trees, splintering the bark like a tomcat, the blind and violent need of it, a joy, but who would not want to be relieved of it. I pity

I wish to go beyond the fire that burns me.

You will have to stop searching for me because l will never stop searching for you.

yearning, n. and adj. At the core of this desire is the belief that everything can be perfect.

I had gotten so used to being alone, but never entirely used to it. Never used to it enough to stop wanting the alternative.

And If only I could, I'd make a deal with God...

I should talk to him I know I should talk to him. But I do not talk to him. I watch after him from afar and love him.

You are so close, and I can't reach you.

yearning n. and adj. At te core of this desire is the belief that everything can be perfect.

this is what i never allowed myself to need. and of course what i've been needing all along.

motif, n. You don't love me as much as I love you. You don't love me as much as I love you. You don't love me as much as I love you.

I felt like I was missing something. Missing you more. Missing whatever was going to happen next.

I'm just looking for someone, I hedge. Aren't we all? Infinite Darlene vamps ruefully. I think I'm off the hook, but then she adds, Is it someone special? It's nothing, I say, crossing my fingers. I pray that it's not nothing.

Hello?" I called. I had gotten so used to being alone, but never entirely used to it. Never used to it enough to stop wanting the alternative.

It is a terrible thing to not feel missed.

boundbydad: thrust your fierce quavering manpole at me, stud grayscale: your dastardly appendage engorges me with hellfire boundbydad: my search party is creeping into your no man's land grayscale: baste me like a thanksgiving turkey!!!

I tried to shut myself down completely, put up my best screensaver personality to coast through the day. I didn't want to see her. I was desperate to see her. I wanted to hold it together. I wanted to melt down right at her feet and scream, Look what you've done to me.

As a kid he wished for money or fame or toys or friends. More recent wishes were for so many other things, all of them synonymous with love or escape.