Sometimes it’s a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence.David Byrne
Tonight I can write the saddest linesI loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.Pablo NerudaTwenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest, hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body, the sovereign nose of your arrogant face, I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes, and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight, hunting for you, for your hot heart, Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.Pablo Neruda
You can’t measure the mutual affection of two human beings by the number of words they exchange.Milan Kundera
Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars, points of light and reason. …And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn’t see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason, for anything.New MoonStephenie Meyer
He does something to me, that boy. Every time. It’s his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.Markus ZusakThe Book Thief
I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.Pablo NerudaTwenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair