Quotes About Emotion

She is not with me, this grief is not bigger then this happiness that she is with her choice

I don't know if he'll even look at me, because I can barely look at myself.

my enemies don't scared me .. but the people who say I love you

No matter what she'd done in our past, I would always want her. I could turn away and show restraint a thousand times, and it would never lessen the hunger I had for that woman.

Because I love him so much and it hurts

it's hurt but I love you I'm strong

It hurts because there is no alternative to Love.

SHEShe makes me smileDeep deep insideBefore you can see it on my faceBefore I met herShe can make me smile in my past

Yet I am not writing with ordinary ink, but with red blood that dripsfrom my heart. All its wounds long scarred over have opened and itthrobs and hurts, and now and then a tear falls on the paper.

Only someone you loved could make you wear that kind of expression. Someone who had once loved you knew how to get to the part of you where the pain lived.

Humility and pride will forever battle whenever or wherever love is concerned

I loved those eyes, even though they never saw my pain, I loved those ears, even though they heard my stories

Not everything is a love story.

A cold word from a cold man sends shivers throughout my body but my heart remains warm

Your smile is poetry to my soul igniting flames of old

when i write of you, my deari am holding youin the most exquisiteways.

... this longing inside me that never goes away, must be a poem...must be you ...

You Know love when you see it, hear it, and feel it." ~ Amunhotep El Bey

I didn't care whether I had gotten dressed, or what state my hair was in or anything– it didn't matter. I felt close to him, and I'd come to regard him as just another part of the scenery.

Nakajima's presence didn't put any pressure on me, either. Quite the opposite: there was a warmth in the core of my chest when he was around.

He tangles his hand in my hair, and the other cups my jaw. Although I have this all planned, his lips feel shockingly sweet, swollen and soft, and more like home every time

The type of love that makes you want to laugh out loud—scream a bit—run in circles—and then repeat? Yeah that's how I felt about Wes. Totally. Out. Of. Control. Giddiness

His smile wavers. I've been looking at him too long. 'Are you OK?' he says. I nod, take a deep breath. Then I lean over and kiss him.

I love you, I love you, I love you, I will say it a million more times if I have to.