"love-quotes"タグの名言

Never settle…unless it’s forever.

And so he daydreamed about what it would be like to gaze into her eyes and feel her whisper ‘forever and always’ into his soul beneath a bronze sunset, while ambient waves crash upon the shore like a lullaby that soothes him off to sleep

Love that doesn't turn you stupid, is no love.

the saddest thing is to be a minute to someone, when you've made them your eternity.

a flower knows, when its butterfly will return, and if the moon walks out, the sky will understand; but now it hurts, to watch you leave so soon, when I don't know, if you will ever come back.

i want to be in love with you the same way i am in love with the moon with the light shining out of its soul.

sometimes i don't know, which moment which cool gust of wind will come, and enchant me tousling my hair and my heart, stirring...that familiar ache of poetry, which drop will kiss the old wrench in my soul reminding me, all over again i miss you better in the rain.

I had embraced you... long before i hugged you.

She's an old soul with young eyes, a vintage heart, and a beautiful mind.

funny how our hearts were designed to love so fiercely. but break ever so gently.

She will blaze through you like a gypsy wildfire. Igniting you soul and dancing in its flames. And when she is gone, the smell of her smoke will be the only thing left to soothe you.

Like a child who saves their favourite food on the plate for last, I try to save all thoughts of you for the end of the day so I can dream with the taste of you on my tongue.

Icarus should have waited for nightfall, the moon would have never let him go.

...so i will greet you in a way all loved things are meant to be greeted with a tear in my heart and a poem in my eye.

Not words. nor laughter. but rather someone who will fall in love with your silence.

You are that one breath. that puts all the remaining breaths. back into my body.

We thought everything would be forgotten, but I still remember your claws running down my back. I wonder if you still think about us, the way I do. How our legs would crash into each other in the middle of the night, and how we ended up creating the moon in the confines of our beds.

love ridden i searched for you in corridors, open doors and in endless seas of similes and metaphors but we never were on the same page.

love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and fingers

Do not turn me into restless waters if you cannot promise to be my stream.