Quotes About Closeness

Maybe this is what we've needed all along. Distance from everything else, and closeness to each other.

Magic naturally fades over distance. But proximity - well, when it works, proximity amplifies magic.

rest, v. and n. Rest with me for the rest of this. That's it. Come closer. We're here.

It's the secret smile you get from knowing that, somewhere, there is someone who is yours. Not in the sense that you own her, or control her. She is yours because you say anything to her whenever you need to. And she can do the same, whenever she needs to. Most of the time this isn't necessary. But the secret smile comes from knowing it's available, even when she's half a world away.

The assumption of the word reunion is that, once you're together again, you are united. Two as one. Pulling close to someone is only a temporary symbol. It's the way you breathe with each other that's the telltale sign.

When we embrace, one of us is always holding the other a little tighter.

being with someone for over a year can mean that you love them … but it can also mean you're trapped.

When I was younger, I craved friendship and closeness. I make bonds without acknowledging how quickly and permanently they would break. I took people lives' personally. I felt their friends could be my friends, their parents could be their parents. But after awhile, I had to stop. It was too heartbreaking to live with too many separations.

You shouldn't have to venture deep down in order to get to love -A (Nathan)

It's good to share a life—and it's good to share minutes and hours, too, Danny thinks. With a wife. With a husband. With a boyfriend, girlfriend, best friend. With a fling. With a brother.

I push her hair over her ear. Look her in the eye. Feel so much love for her then that it feels like the love I have for life itself.

Just because I don't think we'd be good together doesn't mean we have to be apart. ...

Rest, v. and n. Rest with me for the rest of this. That`s it. Come closer. We`re here.

I'm talking about emotional intimacy, not physical. Acknowledging how you really feel, who you really are. Opening up your soul to another person. There's nothing scarier.

It's the secret smile you get from knowing that,somewhere,there is someone who is yours. Not in the sense that you own her or control her. She is yours because you say anything to her,whenever you need to. And she can do the same,whenever she needs to. Most of the time this is not necessary. But the secret smile comes from knowing it's available,even when she's half a world away.

That day, that moment, opened a curiosity of bodies, shaped us as irrevocably as our first kiss, our first realizations. You go into that moment never really knowing if the closeness will wear well, if it is something that should happen. I know she wasn't sure of me, and I wasn't sure of me, either. But we discovered something in the unspoken, found care in our caring whispers, instinctive.

I know our nakedness means something. I know our nakedness is as much a form of trust as it a form of craving. This is what we look like when we are completely open to each other. This is where we go when we no longer want to hide.

And as we drift into sleep, I feel something I've never felt before. A closeness that isn't merely physical. A connection that defies the fact that we've only just met. A sensation that can only come from the most euphoric of feelings: belonging -A

If you live with someone all your life, you can tell when you are annoying them. Their face just shuts down. Their words sound almost mechanical, because they are reining in all the other emotions.

curl into each other like apostrophes within a quotation mark as they talk. I realize that two years is not a long time.

Sé que esta desnudez significa algo. Sé que esta desnudez es señal de confianza, que es señal de deseo. Así es como somos cuando nos abrimos el uno al otro completamente. Aquí es adonde venimos cuando no queremos seguir escondiéndonos

Quiero estar cerca de él y no por una vaga noción de lo que sería estar a su lado, sino porque ya lo he estado y no quiero que termine.

Nothing. Because wasn't that how I felt that day? If you zoom close- if you really get close to someone, if you really get close to yourself- then you lose the other person, you lose yourself entirely. You get so close you can't see anymore. Your mind becomes all these abstract fragments. English becomes math.

I am careful not to wake this girl who enfolds me. Her feather-yellow hair covers her eyes. The beat of her heart presses against my back. Her name is Amelia, and last night she snuck in my window to be with me.