Quotes About Longing

How I wish I could undo it all … take it all back…All those years I spent unhappy with him …. when I should have been looking for you.

How many times did we pass each other before we met? If only I'd known…. I would have searched for you endlessly.If only I'd found you before it was already too late.

TimeYou were the oneI wanted mostto stay.But time could notbe kept at bay.The more it goes, the more it's gone—the more it takes away.

And there was that trick he did with time, making it speed up when we were together and drag til I saw him again.

There are too many years around this table, too much time confined in one place.

I still have your wrist watch but I couldn't hold the time still.

He rubbed his head again. 'Five years is longer than it sounds. So much longer.

In the depths of hell roasting on a spit if it meant getting to be close to you.

I'm in love with fiction. A fantasy that slips between my fingers when reality sets in.

I remember our priceless moments when we were close together. But now i have felt it is painful to my soul if i have seen her presence of aura.

When has been disappointed for so long, hope becomes the enemy. One cannot be dashed to the earth unless one is lifted first, and I learned to avoid hope.

Every single time you looked at me, through the corner of your eye and smiled. My heart pushed the ribs with all the force towards my lungs, until it got crushed and I could not breathe anymore.

The hour is only love thus, if you've waited.

We spend our lives waiting for our book and it never comes.

One felt that in her renunciation of life she had deliberately abandoned those places in which she might at least have been able to see the man she loved, for others where he had never trod.

There's not a day that goes by, without me thinking of you, dying, in someone else's arms.

The heart knows not of distance, space nor time. It meshes to the fabric of its desire & follows on an immeasurable continuum.

I'm still waiting for something, searching for something I cannot describe.""It's called true love. Most people never find it.

My Christmas wish: To feel your arms around me, to have your lips on mine, and to hold you close one more time, while there's time.

If your callswere measures of Time, a day would last a centuryand in between us would beAn Eternity.

Drink in the moon as though you might die of thirst.

Okay, try this on for size, Tall, Dark and Handsome. I won't be born for almost seven hundred hundred years. How's that strike you?

It is more than love, barely less than madness. It's never close enough.

If I believe in the wish, I must believe I can lose it.