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I looked for that which is not, nor can be, And hope deferred made my heart sick, in truth; But years must pass before a hope of youth Is resigned utterly. I watched and waited with a steadfast will: And, tho' the object seemed to fly away That I so longed for, ever, day by day, I watched and waited still. Sometimes I said,-'This thing shall be no more; My expectation wearies, and shall cease; I will resign it now, and be at peace.'- Yet never gave it o'er. Sometimes I said,-'It is an empty name I long for; to a name why should I give The peace of all the days I have to live?'- Yet gave it all the same. Alas! thou foolish one,- alike unfit For healthy joy and salutary pain, Thou knowest the chase useless, and again Turnest to follow it. ↗

— Christina Rossetti

#love #poetry #yearning #love

It was unfair that people who longed for love the most, searched the hardest for it, found it so elusive. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#hard #long #love #love

The tears of my eyes watered your heart but failed to evoke a response from the barren grounds of what beats in you. They will still come and I will welcome them because they contain you. ↗

— Faraaz Kazi

#sad #tragic #true-love #love

But God!Who could live like this , anyway, with the kind of guesswork that was enough to make a person crazy, just sailing along, taking bumps here and there, no course navigated whatsoever, with any big wave capable of just tipping and sinking you entirely. IT was madness, stipidity, and- (then I saw him) ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#this-lullaby #love

Dizzy love turned a star lily pink, And hung above our lids too flushed to blink, But icy blue froze the fairytale cold, Though I treasured you and you sparkled with someone to hold. ↗

— Owl City

#owl-city #love

Fay had a spot of blood on the left side of her mouth and I took a wet cloth and wiped it off. Women were meant to suffer; no wonder they asked for constant declarations of love. ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#love

Elizabeth’s entire body started to tremble as his lips began descending to hers. and she sought to forestall what her heart knew was inevitable by reasoning with him. “A gently bred Englishwoman,” she shakily quoted Lucinda’s lecture. “feels nothing stronger than affection. We do not fall in love.” His warm lips covered hers. “I’m a Scot,” he murmured huskily. “We do. ↗

— Judith McNaught

#elizabeth #ian #judith-mcnaught #love

If there is God, I thought...Please some day let me make love to this girl while she wears that dress." "Oh..." "Tatiasha...isn't it nice to know there is a God? ↗

— Paullina Simons

#love

Can I join you at lunch?" She paused. "You have every other day." He laughed, a sound as musical as the chiming song of the lupine fey when they ran. "Yes. But you resented it every other day." "What makes you think I won't resent it today?" "Hope. It's what I live on... ↗

— Melissa Marr

#hope #keenan #wicked-lovely #love

We’re miserable because we think that we are mere individuals, alone with our fears and flaws and resentments and mortality. We wrongly believe that our limited little egos constitute our whole entire nature. We have failed to recognize our deeper divine character. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#love