Quotes About Longing

And what do you want right now?" Right now I itch to heal his wounds and forget my own. He touches my cheek with the tips of his fingers. My breath hitches. "Do you want to kiss me, Alex?" I whisper. "Dios mio, I want to kiss you ... to taste your lips, your tongue." He gently traces my lips withthe tips of his fingers. "Do you want me to kiss you? Nobody else would know but the two of us.

Distance makes the heart grow fonder.

The urge to jump into his arms and feel the warmth of them surrounding me is so powerful, I wonder if it's medically possible to be addicted to another human being.

I don't belong here. It doesn't matter, because even if I don't belong in this place, she's here and I want to be where she is.

Alex took a piece of my heart with him when he left.

I wasn't going to kiss you."' 'You weren't?' I look up look up at him. [...] 'Nope, the next time I kiss you it'll last a long, long time. And when we're done you're going to realize being turned on is not about experience.

what could i do to make the one i loved love me back ?

Who am I kidding? I have no reason for being here other that the fact that I want to be near her.

Leí una vez que la memoria de los peces de colores solo duran cinco segundos. Les envidio. Mis recuerdos con Alex, mi amor por él, me durarán toda la vida.

I want to be wherever you are.

I realise it's going to happen. This girl of my dreams, this girl who is more like me than anyone I've ever met, wants to kiss me.

You can't keep her." I know that. But I'm not ready to give her up just yet.

Thoughts of being a pirate and stealing her away to my ship race across my mind. Although I'm not a pirate, and she's not my captured princess.

El deseo por abalanzarme sobre sus brazos y sentir su calor rodeándome es tan poderoso que me pregunto si es médicamente posible sentir una adicción semejante por Otro ser humano. -Brit

ahora quiere que en un solo día pasemos del «Me alegro de verte después de todo un verano separados» al «Tócate mientras me pelo la banana». Tengo la sensación de estar en medio de una canción de reguetón. -Brit

I read that goldfish have a memory of five seconds. I envy them. My memory of Alex, my love for him, will last my lifetime.

Did A tell you your eyes remind me of blown glass? I can see your soul through those eyes, Amy. They get darker when you're trying to be sexy and shine when you smile. And when you think you're in trouble you blink double the amount that you usually do. And when your sad the corners of your eyes turn down. I miss your eyes. And I don't want the sad ones to be my last memory of you.

No, la próxima vez que te bese durará un largo, largo tiempo. Y cuando lo hayamos hecho comprenderás que estar excitado no es sobre la experiencia.

Brittany was right. I don't belong here. It doesn't matter, because even if I don't belong in this place, she's here and I want to be where she is.

Who am I kidding? I have no reason for being here other than the fact that I want to be near her. Screw the bet. I want to know how to make this girl laugh. I want to know what makes her cry. I want to know what it feels like to have her look at me as if I'm her knight in shining armor.

If I skip about, it's with my eyes fixed on your flesh and bones.

All sins are attempts to fill voids.

Every sin is an attempt to fly from emptiness.

It's all a hold up anyway-- money, body, brains. Do you think anybody's ever satisfied with what he's got a right to?