Quotes About Emptiness

He stretched out on the bed and was suddenly struck by how utterly lonely he was.

There is an empty space next to you in the backseat of the station wagon. Make it the shape of everything you need. Now say hello.

Life without love is a lonely path.

Eyes as dark as her heart and as empty as her soul

I miss the smell of him. I miss his lips and his strong arms. I miss him.

Sometimes you have to give the hurt a noise and let it out. If you don't, it fills you up with its emptiness.

That you should not be here when something we've both wanted happens is no new thing for me. Today too, as always, you're not here.

Reach up-to Absence to feel Presence

However hard and however long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels...

You'll finally realize the importance of the spark of that diamond when you lost it.

On stage I make love to twenty five thousand people and then I go home alone.

I had someone once who made every day mean something.And now…. I am lost….And nothing means anything anymore.

My heart's been empty since you left - but still I refuse to put up a vacancy sign.I'm just not ready for anybody else to move in yet.

You're everything to me. But at best, I'm just a memory to you.

You made me feel worthwhile…. like for once it mattered if I was here or not because I actually meant something to someone…. because I meant something to you. I miss that feeling.

I HOLDIf I could have had him, I could have let himgo.But withoutthe having there was nothing—so to the nothingIhold.

I have poured my heart out ….And now I am empty.

He looked at me like I was the stars when all I'd ever felt like was the dark nothingness between them.

At first, I was lost in you, but now you're lost on me.

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

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.

With you, I am. Without you, I am not.

Maybe she had it wrong all this time and her empty heart could never be filled by his ingenious broken spirit. Maybe this yearning had nothing to do with him, and everything to do with her.

You see, " she concluded miserably, "when I can call like that to him across space--I belong to him. He doesn't love me--he never will--but I belong to him.