Quotes About Longing

Lo que necesitaba en ese momento era una buena carrera. Una larga... carrera. ¿Qué importaba que no llevara a ninguna parte? Al menos podría tener la ilusión de escapar de sí mismo.

Some days lasted forever, Phury thought much later. And when the sun went down, there was still no end to them.

I miss you when you're not with me. I think about you all the time. I want to sleep with you next to me at night, wake up with you snuggled up against me in the morning.

He pushed her jacket off her shoulders. It was warm in the room now, and she was comfortable in her sleeveless top. He skimmed his hands down her arms, and he drew her against him. I missed holding you. I m sure you haven t been lonely without me. He stopped and pulled her back. There hasn't been anyone since I was with you. Believe that. All I did after you left was play ball and brood a lot.

Since I met you, being alone sucks.

She hated that he was here, messing up her life, making her want things she'd wanted for a long time, then pushed to the back of her mind, forcing herself to forget. She inhaled the scent of him. Big mistake, because God help her, she wanted to put her hands on him, and in that moment she realized the feelings she had for him weren't dead.

Peaches. Look at me.

I don't like sleeping without you.

I missed holding you.

and your thighs. I can't wait to feel them wrapped around me.

Then kiss me.

I thought a lot about kissing you.

I missed you.

Oh, honey. I don't want him.

You make it hard for me to breathe.

Come here, Savannah.

The Abandoned Valley Can you understand being alone so long you would go out in the middle of the night and put a bucket into the well so you could feel something down there tug at the other end of the rope?

What do you want out of life? I asked, and I used to ask that all the time of girls. I don't know, she said. Just wait on tables and try to get along. She yawned. I put my hand over her mouth and told her not to yawn. I tried to tell her how excited I was about life and the things we could do together; saying that, and planning to leave Denver in two days. She turned away wearily. We lay on our backs, looking at the ceiling and wondering what God had wrought when He made life so sad.

I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another til I drop.

It'll take you eternities to get rid of me,' she adds sadly, which makes me jealous, I want her to say I'll never get rid of her - I wanta be chased till eternity till I catch her.

I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you.

The one thing that we yearn for in our living days, that makes us sigh and groan and undergo sweet nauseas of all kinds, is the remembrance of some lost bliss that was probably experienced in the womb and can only be reproduced (though we hate to admit it) in death. But who wants to die?

Besides which, she would never understand me because I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.

I wished I was on the same bus as her. A pain stabbed my heart as it did everytime I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world of ours.