#yearning

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied Who told me time would ease me of my pain! I miss him in the weeping of the rain; I want him at the shrinking of the tide; The old snows melt from every mountain-side, And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane; But last year's bitter loving must remain Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide! There are a hundred places where I fear To go,--so with his memory they brim! And entering with relief some quiet place Where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, 'There is no memory of him here!' And so stand stricken, so remembering him! ↗

— Edna St. Vincent Millay

#sorrow #yearning #love

It hurts to breathe. It hurts to live. I hate her, yet I do not think I can exist without her. ↗

— Charlotte Featherstone

#lindsay #lost-love #love #yearning #love

Yearning for love made her feel like a cat that was always twining around ankles, meowing Pet me, pet me, look at me, love me. ↗

— Laini Taylor

#love #yearning #love

The fairest things have fleetest end, Their scent survives their close: But the rose's scent is bitterness To her who loved the rose. ↗

— Francis Thompson

#loss #yearning #love

And then I feel as if I'm witnessing a miracle, as ever so slowly she raises her face towards the moon. I watch her drink in the sight, sensing the flood of memories she's unleashed and wanting nothing more than to let her know I'm here. But instead I stay where I am and stare up at the moon as well. And for the briefest instant, it almost feels like we're together again. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#moonlight #yearning #miracles

Be not wishing and pining, but thankfully content.  For it is a short bridge between wanting and regret." - from "Dimpellumpzki ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#contentment #gratefulness #longing #pine #pining

A friend... sort of. Ren watches me like I'm a cookie jar he wouldn't mind being caught with his hands in. ↗

— Andrea Cremer

#yearning #simile

The reveries of youth, in which so much energy is wasted, are the yearnings of a Spirit made for what it has not found but must forever seek as an Ideal. ↗

— William Ellery Channing

#forever #found #ideal #made #much

Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell. ↗

— Edna St. Vincent Millay

#loss #yearning #being

Rome is the city of echoes, the city of illusions, and the city of yearning. ↗

— Giotto di Bondone

#echoes #illusions #rome #yearning