Quotes About Longing

Love is your addiction to an eternal longing for someone...A thirst which one cannot relinquish

For love I have invested my life with no return

He left me millions of time, but I am holding him with every breath with same madness

Moments without you made me realize How Idle I am in my life

We are going to have that thing everyone talks about, that indescribable, indefinable thing that everybody wants to find...Here's to endless stargazing.

When she remembered a summer it would be this one. When she remembered love it would be his.

I heard the breeze whisper your name to the trees. And the flowers giggled smiling at the leaves. I and my loneliness keep talking about you.

Wolves mated for life. Where was he? Where was the echo to her howl, her mate? Was there no other lone wolf, searching the hills for her?

There is something strangely ecstatic, oddly fascinating and infinitely magnetic about unrequited love.

I got so strongly addicted to love that I may not be able to breath without it. I fall so fondly in love with poetry that I read it in my dreams often and even unknowingly.

When I saw you, I saw tears of love in your eyes. It tamed my fire of love and imprisoned me in a cage of desires.

I miss you in waves and tonight I'm drowning. You left me fending for my life and it feels like you're the only one who can bring me back to the shore alive.

I wonderif you ever read my poemsand wish they were writtenfor you.

Even if there is no connection.Even if you are far from reach.Even if friendship is not enough.Even if love itself is not enough.What about apathy?I need you.

There is this pain of love. You experience it some moments. It starts like a strange gnawing at your heart. It then slowly spreads. Spreads to the whole body. You fall deeply into it. This feeling.

Seeing old photographs, we get enamored by the memories we made which will keep tugging at our heart-strings forever and ever...

I don't miss the Moon, because I have you.

What I cannot touch, remains a memory. I am blinded by an imagined light. A remembrance of what can never be.

I don't want what love is. I want what love is supposed to be.

If your heart truly stops when she looks at you, how come you are still alive?

The thought of never crossing your path again is to enormous to bare, so for now I'll make dreams in my heart and remind myself to go and sit & remember them every once in a while.

My soul remembered him, my heart connected with him but time had separated him from wanting me right now.

I remember touching her hand for the first time. I remember kissing her angelic soft lips for the first time . Everything seemed so easy, everything seemed possible . She smiled at me and flew away

Somewhere, someone is search for the pieces of you that mold well with theirs.