On Love Quotes

I loved him... much more than I liked him. And therein was the beginning of the end.

How I wish I only felt using my hands and not with my whole heart.

Your memory straddles my mind.

She tells everyone she's taken. Yet her heart whispers: he's taking too long.

There are days when my imagination in my enemy. It likes to keep me company in my darkest of times and romanticizes a past that was more of a horror story than a fairytale.

It was in the words he didn't say... that I found all the answers to my questions.

Those with wild hearts love biglove fiercelylove with every fiberof their feral being.

I may be lost, but I'm traveling the right way.

Such hungry desperation in a single kiss when it's enamored in love and bathed in bliss.

Silence can be lovely or disturbing, depending on the source.

I wear the words we didn't say. My heart is clothed in them every day.

You think it's easy to forget someone who made you look forward to tomorrow... And I hope you never experience convincing a paralyzed heart to keep on beating when it simply wants to die.

He kissed her good morning like she was the reason sun decided to shine.

They beg you for transparency. Yet when you give them a peek behind the curtain shrouding your hear, they run in sheer fright.

There are days when I want to dip my soul in memories and just soak. Then there are others where I'm praying they'll be washed away.

What is it about those unresolved endings that cause you to question every decision when you're trying to move forward?

I hurt in places that you brought back from the dead. Now I have to lay them to rest again.

I didn't have to say a word. My love for him appeared upon my flesh like virgin tattooed skin.

Keep yourself as busy as you can. Try and forget. But even with 7 billion other distractions... you don't forget me.

I was head over heels, now I just see my heel in your head

Kiss her gypsy soul and love her for the wild rose she is.

I want your scars, your darkness, your secrets. I want to see the interior of your soul.

Your body is a temple and I'm in need of serious prayer.

He is my thunderstorm, the lighting coursing through my veins. I am his hurricane, his colorful bow of rain.

Don't want a complicated love. Just want you to grab my demons, kiss my madness and run away with me.

You became moon dust in my soul, I couldn't quite brush you away because somehow you always returned to haunt my heart.

You can't expect a wolf to play with you and not eventually bite.

Occasionally you can hear her howl, when the sky is black and the moon is full.

She's the kind of girl who brings you to the moon without you even being aware. The kind of girl you trip on love with. The kind of girl you never forget.

You're too sane for a lunatic girl like me. You live in reality, while I tango in the jungle of my imagination making love to firecracker dreams.

When you committed to love me, cherish me, be only with me, protect my heart, I took all that literally. Silly me.

His fangs sank deep into my heart. He made me his. He possessed me like a demon and loved me like his life depended on it.

I like your mind when it plays with mine. We harmonize, like a dirty sweet symphony.

In case you didn't know... You are her. The one he let get away.

Don't blame my heart's appetite for how it chooses to feast, for my heart is a wild lover, an all-consuming beast.

He smelled like a wolf and I knew I should run, instead I opened my heart and invited him in for a bite.

Don't analyze her love. Just turn the green light on and move into her soul.

I loved you unabashedly in the rain, you were real, raw, accustomed to pain. I loved you mostly in the rain, where you exposed your broken soul, unashamed, dancing despite it all.

We didn't just bump into each other or randomly meet. It was more like a soul collision, meant to be.

Accidental, unintended connections are the best concocted by the universe long before realizing the moon's heartbeat was waiting for you.

Sometimes, the only things in this world that make sense are the moon, my madness and your hands messing up my hair, while your teeth sink into my soul.

Kiss with your soul, where lips can never reach. Touch with your eyes, penetrate deep. Love every part, fully, complete.

You are the calmest, fiercest person I know, and that is enough to draw me into your world and woo me into your heart. I've always enjoyed a good paradox and puzzle. You are no exception.

You have that faraway look in your eyes that makes me want to pull you into my dreams, bring you to your knees worshiping me - desperately. You, the nectar and the muse of my poetry.

I could make love with you until the mood decides to never glow again.

Promise me you'll stay and I promise to haunt you in the most heavenly way - with dark devotion and deep emotion.

You will be my thunder. I'll be your lightning. Even the heavens will rage with jealousy.

You are important to me, because i thought so.

Take me to that special place where you kiss me and the world forgets to exist.

No woman is an island-ess. We fall in love in hope of anchoring ourselves to someone else, to keep from falling.