Quotes About Longing

Make me immortal with a kiss.

They said that if you are unable to sleep, it's because there's someone thinking about you...surely that person misses you. That's why if you can't sleep, sorry, I can't help it.

One time I asked you, why do you love him so much? you told me, because we've been together for so long, I got annoyed because you're numb, you didn't even think that the time you were together, it took me longer to have waited for you.

I wish I had never known you. I was happy before even when you were not there yet. Unlike now, you make me suffer, I know that you didn't mean to have known me. Me too, I wasn't planning on loving you.

If you asked me how many times you have crossed my mind, I would say once, because you never really left¦

One kind kiss before we part, Drop a tear and bid adieu; Though we sever, my fond heart Till we meet shall pant for you.

It didn't dawn on me until you were gone just how much I would mis you. Sometimes I start to pick up the phone to see if you want to do something, and then I remember you're far away. Or I go somewhere we used to go, see people having fun, and wish we could be there, too, laughing and talking like they are. Don't get me wrong...I hope you're having a good time exploring new places and making new friends. I just miss you...I guess that's only natural when someone means as much to me as you.

It's not love's going hurts my days But that it went in little ways.

Thou art to me a delicious torment.

He would say, 'How funny it will all seem, all you've gone through, when I'm not here anymore, when you no longer feel my arms around your shoulders, nor my heart beneath you, nor this mouth on your eyes, because I will have to go away someday, far away...' And in that instant I could feel myself with him gone, dizzy with fear, sinking down into the most horrible blackness: into death.

Oh that it were possible, After long grief and pain, To find the arms of my true love, Around me once again

Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. [The Song Of Solomon 2:5]

I spent my last wish on you, and now I don't know what to do...

The chemist who can extract from his heart's elements, compassion, respect, longing, patience, regret, surprise, and forgiveness and compound them into one can create that atom which is called love.

Comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love.

When delicate and feeling souls are separated, there is not a feature in the sky, not a movement of the elements, not an aspiration of the breeze, but hints some cause for a lover's apprehension.

I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.

I think about you in every moment and every image of you hurts me horribly. I want to feel every thought, every whisper you say in the deep silence of the eternity of you soul. To be able to cry in me, beside you, beside me in you, to be able to understand why our hearts beat, why we live among moments and not among eternities as if it were different.

My real purpose was to see you, and to judge, if I could, whether I might ever hope to make you love me.

Lovers, forget your love And list to the love of these She a window flower And he a winter breeze ...

When you came, you were like red wine and honey, and the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.

I love those who yearn for the impossible.

And I'd give up forever to touch you. Cause I know that you feel me somehow. You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be and I don't want to go home right now. And all I can taste is this moment and all I can breathe is your life, when sooner or later it's over, I just don't want to miss you tonight.

Blow O wind to where my loved one is. Touch him and come touch me soon. I'll feel his gentle touch through you and meet his beauty in the moon. These things are much for the one who loves. One can live by them alone: that he and I breathe the same air and that the Earth we tread is one.