#memo

She turned around to look at me with her enchanting gaze that further pierced my heart; a look I would never forget and I would retain till perpetuity and think of it always whenever she came to my mind. And that is not going to be a few times, if my heart is to have its way. ↗

— Faraaz Kazi

#memories #love

You remind me of a boy I used to know Same Smile, same easy, laid-back style And man, could he kiss Blew my mind the very first time His lips touched mine. You remind me You remind me of a boy I used to like. Same eyes, strong arms, same open mind And man, could he dance Arms around me, lost in a trance I'd hear his heart You remind me I'm scared of you How did you find me? Turn and walk away 'Cause you remind me You remind me of a boy I used to love Same laughter and tears, shared through the years And man, how he felt Made my bones more than melt He touched my soul. You remind me I'm scared of you How did you find me? Turn and walk away 'Cause you remind me ↗

— Malorie Blackman

#similarities #song-writing #love

Love was a verb with a certain amount of energy attached to it - a daily quota - and you had to choose on whom you wanted to spend this energy. That was love. That was why people had to pray for it. If it were not finite, no one would pine for love in their lives - they would just wait to receive or learn to give. ↗

— Alice Pung

#memoir #love

...strands of your hair and tendrils of the wind spin into nothingness the memories of that day... ↗

— John Geddes

#love #memories #nothingness #poetry-quotes #tendrils

Kimberly Reed explains why this love has transferred to adulthood, saying, "When you love something as a kid, you never stop loving it; you just tuck that love away in a different spot in your heart. ↗

— Nikki Van Noy

#love

In love, one always begins in deceiving oneself, and one always ends in deceiving others. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#love

Mi sa che è questo il mio limite: mi mancano le conclusioni, nel senso che ho l'impressione che niente finisca mai veramente. Io vorrei, vorrei davvero che i dispiaceri scaduti, le persone sbagliate, le risposte che non ho dato, i debiti contratti senza bisogno, le piccole meschinità che mi hanno avvelenato il fegato, tutte le cose a cui ancora penso, le storie d'amore soprattutto, sparissero dalla mia testa e non si facessero più vedere, ma sono pieno di strascichi, di fantasmi disoccupati che vengono spesso a trovarmi. Colpa della memoria, che congela e scongela in automatico rallentando la digestione della vita... ↗

— Diego De Silva

#life #love #memories #ricordi #life

Kamu tahu betapa dalam rasa hormatku pada rasa cintaku ini? Bahkan aku bisa cemburu jika kamu memberi perhatian pada bunga-bunga. Aku juga cemburu pada angin yang membelai wajahmu. Aku juga cemburu pada tanah yang kamu pijak. ↗

— Jung Eun-gwol

#memorable-quotes #popular-quotes #quotes #love

Will I see you at all?” He shook his head. But he couldn’t yet make himself move away. He was unwilling to relinquish his hold on her, unwilling to say that final good-bye. He held her for a minute, then two, then three, simply holding her and committing to memory what he could not have in life. There was a sweet, comforting scent to her. His memory was very, very good, but she was better. He only loosened his grip when he feared he might not be able to let go of her at all. ↗

— Courtney Milan - Unraveled

#life

I had received a t-shirt from my best friend Veronica at my police academy graduation. It reads, ‘Throw your donut in the opposite direction and the cops won’t get you.’ I love wearing that t-shirt. ↗

— Suzie Ivy

#humor #memoir #love