#lovers

In the morning, that moment, when I knew it was you. When I could feel you breathing and we opened our eyes at the exact same time. ↗

— Kate Chisman

#affairs #first-love #love #love-story #lovers

By picking him up again, i guess you're just lost, baby. Lost. ↗

— Ariel Seraphino

#past #relationships #relationship

I suspect it may be like the difference between a drinker and an alcoholic; the one merely reads books, the other needs books to make it through the day. ↗

— Gail Carriger

#books #lovers

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along. ↗

— Rumi

#lovers

The odd thing about people who had many books was how they always wanted more. ↗

— Patricia A. McKillip

#book-lovers #books #readers #reading #lovers

We live for books. ↗

— Umberto Eco

#book-lovers #books #reading #lovers

I would hold you up. I will ever hold you up and hold you dear, lover mine. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#xhex #lovers

Thanks for putting me up for it ... trahyner." As V's eyes flared, Butch said, "Yeah, I looked up what the word meant. 'Beloved Friend' fits you perfect as far as I'm concerned." V Flushed. Cleared his throat. "Good Deal, cop. Good... deal. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#vishous #lovers

Hands that never touch. Lips that never meet. The Almost Lovers, never to be. ↗

— Rae Hachton

#heartbreak #lament #love #lovers-love-story #lovers-sadness

She wanted to write to him. Tell him she was glad he was back, that he was alive, that he was home and safe. But words to him no longer fit right in her her mouth.Words which belonged in his ownership were no longer hers to give. Silence was the only acceptable state her heart would grant. He would never know what he missed, because she refused to be heard in his presence. All the words he could have had, all the phrases he might have danced with. The smiles which would have been imprinted upon his heart, would never be. And his lips would never be able to reply to the words she could not say. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#jamie-weise #love-hurts #lovers #passion #love