Quotes About Longing

I have hunger for your mouth, for your voice, for your hair

Oh invade me with your scalding mouth, search me if you like, with your nocturnal eyes, but allow me to sail and sleep upon your name.

You're like a madnessinside me, a fever I can't cure.

I must have you. We must have each other. You know that, don't you? You'rein my blood, God help us both.

I must have you. We must have each other. You know that, don't you? You're

I wish to resist the temptation to kiss...By super magic animals (Song: The Temptation)A visual poem about unfulfilled love...

You said my name and my heart went rogue

He looked at me, that first day, like he had just found something he'd lost a thousand years ago.

But I love you and I want you and I need you. Can't you see that? This world has nothing to offer me if it doesn't include you.

If I had an .MP3 of your heartbeat… I might actually get some sleep.

I waited for the seasons of love to pass from this cold winter to the summer heat I dreamed of.

But as the years passed, he missed her more, not less, and his need for her became a cut that would not scar over, would not stop leaking.

...I will find once again the light of your beauty - your colored windows in the night...

I love when I wake up in the morning thinking about you.

She's in trouble, but I envy her.

If you think you can stand looking and not touching for eight months, you're welcome to try.""Try' being the operative word, " he said, sighing. "No, I can't. And I don't want to try.

I look at you and my heart pounds, when for years, I don't think it beat at all. You fill the cracks and crevices, take away the emptiness. And when you're not by my side, the loss is unimaginable.

Isobel had entrusted the note to Gwen just before Baltimore. And the small scrap of paper still remained her only tangible evidence that Varen had loved her.Expect...he didn't anymore.

HE didn't realize she was his everything until he gave her up for everything else.

For a full two hours, he stood at that door, a cloud of uncertainty ruling his mind. Damian felt like his heart was about to burst. Could she love him? Was it really true?

Every moment you are separated from love it makes it so much harder to remember why a heart was shared

if it was time that made me lost what we were, then i hate time...

Hands that never touch. Lips that never meet. The Almost Lovers, never to be.

It is the touch of a lover's arms that I so desperately crave, not the memories of a love no longer mine.