#infatuation

there was a time before you but I can't remember it now a time before your beauty and I were formally introduced I'm sure I lived without you but I don't remember how can't imagine living without these feelings you've produced just one glance and my life was redrawn just one word and my vocabulary changed I asked the time and you said 'what's the hurry?' you asked my name and I almost forgot ↗

— David Levithan

#infatuation #love #meetings #beauty

The smell of her hair lingered just out of reach of his memory and left him with a nervous hum resonating throughout his body like a child forced to sit in church while the sun was shining outside on a perfectly good summer's day. ↗

— Erik Tomblin

#falling-in-love #infatuation #summer #sweet-abandon #youthfulness

Infatuation is measured in pleasure. Love is measured in pain. Behold the value of pain! ↗

— Anthony Marais

#love #love-hurts #love

Nobody, she felt, understood her--not her mother, not her father, not her sister or brother, none of the girls or boys at school, nadie--except her man. ↗

— Raquel Cepeda

#first-love #infatuation #love #lust #teenage-love

But Levin was in love, and so it seemed to him that Kitty was so perfect in every respect that she was a creature far above everything earthly; and that he was a creature so low and so earthly that it could not even be conceived that other people and she herself could regard him as worthy of her. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#love #love

I didn't pretend to know Eli at all, but even so, I'd noticed that his manner was slightly hard to read. It was something in the way he talked that made it difficult to tell whether he was kidding or serious or what. This bothered me. Or intrigued me. Or both. ↗

— Sarah Dessen Along for the Ride

#difficuly #feelings #infatuation #intrigue #joke

It’s always funny watching something so beautiful not know how beautiful it really is. It’s sad even. ↗

— Holly Hood

#life #love #romance #beauty

Maybe you’re smiling as I stumble to put my feelings into words. But I’m trying to do her justice, you know? ↗

— James Lusarde

#beauty #erotic-romance #erotica #infatuation #love

Every time he looked at me I felt like I'd touched my tongue to the tip of a battery. In art class I'd watch him lean back and listen and I was nothing but zing and tingle. After a while, the tingle turned to electricity, and when he asked me out my whole body amped to a level where technically I should have been dead. I had nothing in common with a sheddy like him, but a girl doesn't think straight when she's that close to electrocution. ↗

— Cath Crowley

#art

Was that pity? I think it was. No wonder, I even pity myself. Will the pity make her love me? Make her take me home with her and look after me like the plant? Fucking bastard smug plant. ↗

— Rhona Cameron

#love #home