#longing

I miss you. I miss you. I miss you, I miss you. Be ready, because when I see you, I'll never let you go again. ↗

— Veronica Rossi

#love #never-let-go #love

Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it inflames the great. ↗

— Roger de Bussy-Rabutin

#long-distance-love #longing #love #separation #love

Did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there.. ↗

— Train

#love #miss-me #love

If you were mine, I'd never leave you, Prudence. I couldn't. ↗

— Anne Gracie

#leave #longing #love #romance #sweet

Why love if losing hurts so much? We love to know that we are not alone. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#love

Benvolio: What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours? Romeo: Not having that, which, having, makes them short. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#love #love

It seemed as though he gave way all at once; he was so languid that he could not control his thoughts; they would wander to her; they would bring back the scene,- not of his repulse and rejection the day before but the looks, the actions of the day before that. He went along the crowded streets mechanically, winding in and out among the people, but never seeing them, -almost sick with longing for that one half-hour-that one brief space of time when she clung to him, and her heart beat against his-to come once again. ↗

— Elizabeth Gaskell

#love #love

Witch, do this for me, Find me a moon made of longing. Then cut it sliver thin, and having cut it, hang it high above my beloved's house, so that she may look up tonight and see it, and seeing it, sigh for me as I sigh for her, moon or no moon. ↗

— Clive Barker

#days-of-magic-nights-of-war #longing #love #sad-love #love

I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps out Looking, with its hooks, for something to love. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#love #poetry #yearning #love

I think I fell in love with you that amazing night on the kitchen floor. Or maybe it was the evening you stepped up and set my arm." Testing things, he reached for her hand, and, to his joy, she glared, but she let him take it. "Or maybe the night I knew I loved you was when I kissed you under the mistletoe on Christmas Eve. It's hard to say because I look at you now and it seems to me there's never been a time when I didn't love you. ↗

— Maggie Osborne

#kiss #longing #love #romance #time