He was what the egotistical part of me had always longed for: danger, sexiness, popularity, style, unpredictability. The kind of man who’d always keep me guessing. Just one night with him and i’d already started...

Perhaps your hunger to belong is always active and intense because you belonged so totally before you came here. This hunger to belong is the echo and reverberation of your invisible heritage. You are from...

People often miss things that don’t exist–miss things that were but are not anymore.

She didn’t know that my heart was a sandstorm waiting to open her skin in a desert of cuts. She didn’t know the animal that waited in my stomach, silently shredding the walls. For her,...

Desire is when you work hard to achieve something. For an achievable object, its more about making a sudden decision.

How far away the stars seem, and how farIs our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart!

I long to embrace, to include in my own short life, all that is accessible to man. I long to speak, to read, to wield a hammer in a great factory, to keep watch at...

He came like a whisperLeft like a dreamNothing to prove he had ever been.But sweat on her browand her trembling feet is the hint of a secret kisson her lips….

Under the ground seep the toxins of the population that lives above. If you have to, you will eat roots and earthworms. It is always night. Candles burn in lanterns made from tin cans. When...

I wonder how much of the day I spend just callin’ after you.

Jack is somewhere in this city, right now. The thought was like passing by a house where someone was grilling in the back yard. You could smell it, but it wasn’t yours, and you couldn’t...

I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you.

Every single touch, every single look you give me, I cherish.

My beloved has arrived, but rather than greeting him, All I can do is bite the corner of my apron with a blank expression- What an awkward woman am I. My heart has longed for...

terucap rindu sepasang insan..geliat sang cinta di lubuk hati..terurai kata nan indah menawan..gundah pun sirna dibuai si mimpi.

The old longing i had thought dead, rose in me like a flame

I hung a picture of him above my bed and learned by hand the internal workings of the female combustion engine.

She brushed the tears from their faces and sang them a melancholy lullaby. Her obvious devotion to her daughters pulled at my heart strings, making my chest ache with longing for my own mother.

Yet my longing for her was like a bad cold that had hung on for years despite my conviction that I was sure to get over it at any moment.

So through endless twilights I dreamed and waited, though I knew not what I waited for. Then in the shadowy solitude my longing for light grew so frantic that I could rest no more, and...

Would that thy love, beloved, had less trust in me, that it might be more anxious!

Desiring another person is perhaps the most risky endeavor of all. As soon as you want somebody—really want him—it is as though you have taken a surgical needle and sutured your happiness to the skin...

But I said that you could still want something that is very unlikely to happen.

Love Jo all your days, if you choose, but don’t let it spoil you, for it’s wicked to throw away so many good gifts because you can’t have the one you want.

You really didn’t see the sadness or the longing unless you already knew it was there. But that was the trick, wasn’t it? Everyone had their disappointment and their baggage; only, some people carried it...

…suffering can be a work of art. It can be made of buried and rising things, helpless and undiscovered, song of frustrated want, silence after desire. It can be the test of the self falling...

My heart only ever had one thought, one want. One need. Despite all, in spite of all…All my heart has ever wanted is you.

All the beautiful waitresses existed like eternal responsibilities.

The heartland lies where the heart longs to be. Sometimes it takes a lifetime to find the true place to plant it.

I nibbled my lower lip. “If you could see into my past just by touching my back, you’d have a hard time resisting the temptation too.””I have a hard time keeping my hands off you...

Eve was happy for her bestie. She just wished she had a guy who would look at her the way Seth looked at her friend, eyes all starry.No, that wasn’t it. Or it wasn’t completely...

The moon is the same but the observers are different.

There’s nothing like that feeling of waiting for a guy. It’s the loneliest feeling in the world. Holding that cell phone in your hand as you take out the trash, use the bathroom, change the...

Something strange started to rage inside me, hearing you inhale sharply as I tried to kiss those scars away or etch them deeper into your skin, wanting to mark you in an entirely different way.

You will remember this when all else fades, this moment, here, together, by this well. There will be certain days, and certain nights, you’ll feel my presence near you, hear my voice. You’ll think you...

Long past the moment when her neck begins to stiffen and ache, she continues to stare into the darkness, even though none of the human secrets she needs to know are to be found in...

There is one secret place…it is beautiful and peaceful, where gentle water flows, and most beautiful garden grows, yet, nobody could ever go to…You reach deep within my soul drawing out all the dreams that...

When I opened the box, I had to remove myself from whose handwriting it was that I was reading and whose story I was hearing. I had to, or I never would have made it...

I did not grow up in poverty. But I did grow up with a poor boy’s sense of longing, in my case not for what my family had never had, but for what we had...

Gavin, I can’t talk to you here. People will call me crazy.”My imaginary friend smirked. “But you’re already talking to me.””Well, I have to stop.”His smirk grew cocky. “I doubt you can resist.”And he was...

There is a legend that everything that falls into the waters of this river — leaves, insects, the feathers of birds — is transformed into the rocks that make the riverbed. If only I could...

Amidst the chaos of the cities, a part of you always yearns for the silence of the woods.

Surely some revelation is at hand.

My life is like an autumn leafI lie around unclaimed.The breeze blows me around,To be trampled under the feet of men.Natures cruel feast has bestowed me with pain,Pain of being a part,Just a part of...

Hunger of the heart is much stronger than hunger for food.

She wore his flowerIn her hairScent of amberSweetened the airHer dress was whiteHer feet bareHe found heavenWaiting thereShe is aliveIn his painful sigh…

Witch Baby wanted to ask Ping how to find her Jah-Love angel. She knew Raphael was not him, even though Raphael had the right eyes and smile and name. She knew how he looked–the angel...

My letters! all dead paper, mute and white!And yet they seem alive and quiveringAgainst my tremulous hands which loose the stringAnd let them drop down on my knee to-night.This said, — he wished to have...

And you’ll miss me more as the narrowing weeks wing by. Someday duly, oneday truly, twosday newly, till whensday.

Because we know he was simply a man, with weakness and frailties. Who yearned for the same things all of us do–to love and be loved