Affection Quotes

Success is a lifestyle.

Some people you’re not meant to get over.

Tragedy makes you disable, but your attitude towards tragedy keeps you disable.

When was the last time you kissed somebody new. If you can tackle that fear, you've nothing to fear.

Every beautiful girl need to hear some cute words but only one who deserve it.

You can't condemn an entire species of people because of the actions of one man.

Did you tell them that you made love to the poet?Did you tell them that our lovechild is an elegy?

Your words are like mirrors. They may cut, but they also reflect.

Old-fashioned dating still exists. You’re either dating the wrong people or you are the problem.

Maybe the problem isn’t everything and everyone around you, but what lies within you.

...and tell you the worst of me and try to give you the best of me...

Maybe we ran out of words, maybe we don't know what to say, maybe we both want to go our separate ways, maybe we want to speak up but we're afraid. All I know is this feeling isn't fading away.

Show me your shoes, and I shall show you what paths you have yet to walk.

My months are spent preparing for the fall.

I think if we stop running towards broken arms, we’d all be just fine.

I never expected you to understand, but I did expect you to be there.

I loved you before all of this. When there was nothing. When there was only a single atom in the night sky.

I became to understand you and all of you.

His love was a poison: soft and loveable, hideous yet touchable.

Wrote you a poem or two. You didn’t enjoy them, but I did for you.

I’m not looking for anything, but who knows. Lightning is weird.

I whispered to him, You'll regret it if you let me go. I don't wait for a man, if he's not willing to grow' He didn't believe me, he made his choice & That was the last time, he ever heard my voice.

we were justlooking for what couldinstead of what waswhat should beinstead of how it was

Better to say nothing at all, rather than something you'll regret.

I stumbled upon something and someone so magnificent I was truly blind to it.

I didn’t know what it was, who I was or who he was. I just knew what we could have become as one.

Occasionally we must disconnect to reconnect later on.

I believe we were right for each other, but not in that moment, which perhaps hindered any possibility of a future.

Loving you is what I do best.

I don’t remember his face or the place we ate. I only remember how he grabbed my hand and his voice when he spoke of his dad.

Inspiration can come in many ways: words, an action, an idea, or a person. It can come at any time, and when it does, let it move you.

He said he was going to fix everything and I believed him. But I believed him before and again some. And I guess I got lost in the resentment of disbelief.

Suffer not yet our eyes to hunger for your face.

You don’t get over it. You move past it. You move through it. You lose yourself to find it, and when found, it’s yours and no longer theirs.

Loving you was hard, wanting you was harder, but kissing your forehead was insanity.

Some look at life, for their entire life, before they actually see.

Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway.

I’m floating. I’m flowing. I’m loving, but I’m going.

You have to grow. You have to be. You have to love yourself unconditionally.

I see you in every passing moment.

I see more light than dark, but when I encounter dark I seem to get lost in it.

We grooved together with a rhythm so beautiful that I could feel the moment turned into poetry.

It was perfect, but perfection is terrifying.

For the wonder of a first love can never be matched.

I never said I love you because I knew he would understand it differently. I loved him, and I still do, but it was as a chapter. It wasn’t as a fairytale ending.

I fear falling in love and understanding why.

Sometimes relationships aren’t meant to be forever. We stumble upon one another to learn, to love, to appreciate and become who we’re supposed to be.

All the stars stay hidden behind the daylight.

I don't know what you have thought of. Everyone thinks to the extent of his depravity..." #HenriettaLedyanova. #ItalianPassion

Some days I wonder if I stopped writing about him, if I’d love him a little less.