#ai

In the morning, that moment, when I knew it was you. When I could feel you breathing and we opened our eyes at the exact same time. ↗

— Kate Chisman

#affairs #first-love #love #love-story #lovers

I don't know much about kisses, but I can assure you that hers were no less fierce than a swarm of bullets tearing the air ↗

— Xavier Velasco

#assure #bullets #hers #kiss #kisses

Afterall, trust is greater than love, and to truly trust another humanbeing is rare. Love can exist without trust, but trust cannot exist without love. Antonio; Hidden Mountain ↗

— Sammy Sutton

#love #sammy-sutton #trust #love

You reached into my chest with your words. When you spoke, my heart danced. Love muddled thoughts based in reason. Interest withered like a flower in dry heat then your words wrapped themselves around my heart and yanked it from my body. Now I stand bewildered by the sight of my heart beating on the cold concrete floor. ↗

— Sonya Watson

#heartache #heartbreak #love-hurts #rainy-day-blues #love

They'd had fun, for sure. They laughed and enjoyed being together. But if she was painfully honest with herself, something was missing. Something in the way Tim looked at her. She remembered her mom's word. "I saw the way he looked at you...he adores you." Maybe that was it. Tim looked at her on a surface level. He smiled and seemed happy to see her. But When Cody looked at her, there were no layers left, nothing her didn't reveal, nothing he couldn't see. He didn't really look at her so much as he looked into her. To the deepest, most real places in her heart and soul. ↗

— Karen Kingsbury

#cody-coleman #love #love

She put her arms around his waist and looked up at his face. “I did? What did I take?” He bent down to kiss her. She stood to meet him halfway. His lips softly touched her lips and her neck as his hands became tangled in her hair. “I believe it was my heart. ↗

— Aleatha Romig

#claire-nichols #love #love

She knew this man's smile, his gentle ways of love, but not his godlike fury in the storm. She might snare him in a fragile net of music, love and flowers, but, at each departure, he would break forth without, it seemed to her, the least regret. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#love #music #night-flight #regret #love

Part of avoiding thoughts about something was not encouraging opportunities for that something to makes itself felt. ↗

— Kristin Cashore

#fire #hurt #love #pain #love

I never heard weeping like that before or after; not from a child, nor a man wounded in the palm, nor a tortured man, nor a girl dragged off to slavery from a taken city. If you heard the woman you most hate in the world weep so, you would go to comfort her. You would fight your way through fire and spears to reach her. And I knew who wept, and what had been done to her, and who had done it. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#pain #tears #weeping #love

...I lost my illusions in a black rain of bitterness - now what do you see in my eyes? How can you still love me? How can I be tender? ... ↗

— John Geddes

#despair #eyes #illusions #love #rain