Deep Love Quotes

I am ready for love, but I am not a seeker of it. My truth is; the more I love who I am, the more I will attract my perfect mirror of love to meet me halfway.

If life is for living , then I live mine for you, if life is for giving, then I give mine to you, if hearts are for beating, then mine beats for you.

Alfusainey jallow

If he is not the word of God, then God never spoke.

Cormac McCarthy

that feeling that I could touch the sky? That’s exactly how you make me feel.” (Ray)

Charles Sheehan-Miles

Life like candies.You have your favorite candy, you have tasted it hundred times, you have got used to that, you know the taste, it is a perfect match for you. But there are plenty of the other ones, not tested yet, some of the them look so delicious that you wish to try them out, that feeling is so strong and instantaneous, but stop and think about it for a second, as soon as you will try it out, your favorite candy will never taste the same.

Unknown

i have loved and i have lost and im starting to believe; its ok. Sometimes what we "think" is best for us, is only the beginning of what is truly "meant" for us. And if i have loved, so deeply the wrong heart; i am content in knowing the greatest love i will ever experience, hasnt even begun yet.

The love of Christ both wounds and heals, it fascinates and frightens, it kills and makes alive, it draws and repulses. There can be nothing more terrible or wonderful than to be stricken with love for Christ so deeply that the whole being goes out in a pained adoration of His person, an adoration that disturbs and disconcerts while it purges and satisfies and relaxes the deep inner heart.

the sapphire depthof my own love...startlesand warmsand wounds my soul.

Love me...with all the abandonof a sudden wild rain.

the time will come, my dearwhen I will hold you closeand all will beright againin the world.

I heard the breeze whisper your name to the trees. And the flowers giggled smiling at the leaves. I and my loneliness keep talking about you.

I knew why love was always described with eternity. A single minute stretched out for lifetimes.

Shannon A. Thompson

.......Love is physiologically a legal battle that lovers fight until death.

Farooq A. Shiekh

When you touch a man’s heart, he will remember it forever.

you are here.the moontides are here.and that’s all that matters.

You are the ocean to my eyes.

But—I’m leaving.”Not without me.

Josephine Angelini

Revealing of origin , evidence the existence of hidden pearls in mind which is addicted to imagine and thought as well.

Divine love""Don't Leave me, ONLYTo carry my body on my two feet I need you

Love is An invited deal for losing peace

Love is when unknowingly I am moving to a world of no return, Where my desire and your fragrance together burnall your thoughts in canvas of my mind and soulturns in to a masterpiece as my life's aim and goal looks I am taken over and over away by you showering in me as a rain of you and only you

Moments without you made me realize How Idle I am in my life

Love is when Looking at a glance at youI found laughter in my eyes, Thoughts turns into jewels Where luster of your aura dwells

My Love tears me between the addiction of patience and urge of infinite desire

Love is your addiction to an eternal longing for someone...A thirst which one cannot relinquish

Love is breathing each other with all madness

I was in love when I felt your soul speaks in my Body

I would prefer to live with bleeding heart where desire see darkness of uncertainty because I need to know the existence of love

For love I have invested my life with no return

For your love I have uprooted all my desires, I am no more demanding...

Love is floating somewhere in the beautiful horizon with an equal wave length with same frequency of intense feelings

Love has turned to be a sad tragedy of my life even we both are alive

For me love is when I don't limit you, I put you on the rainbows......beyond eternity of time and destiny

He could not fit in my imagination and I was not fit for his Real and the conflict between imagination and real sadly made us apart

If You Love me..--Your love drove metowards the live volcanowhere i will be burnt and destroyedOn your fake promises I made castles on air Oh! ! ! I was throwingsome pearls in desertwhere oasis has value Pearls have no value just remember I am an oceanyou are only a boat for a boat to explore oceanlove need to be daring, desperate If You love mePlant a seed of truthmake me part of your missingJust If you Love me.........

He left me millions of time, but I am holding him with every breath with same madness

Desire For Thee"My desire to love theeis just like a tree, must have one rootbut several branches of fruitI want to make you feel as if you are horizon i steal you are as free as wind where my love flows in swingi see thee in glaze shadow around a graceful presence on passion groundthat is "THEE" you spark everywhereEverywhere am far and near.

I loved him beyond madness being one soul one vein one body , which he never deserved

Love is where unseen and unsaid things merge with each otherwhere silence is thirsty of happenings

I am not a day dreamer, I am a believer, that after every painful love I have gone through, it is just an experience to crack open the deepest parts of my core and allow to me to delve into a passion so rare, that I will find a love that was almost, never meant to be.

You askif I will write a poemI could,I supposewrite the mostsplendiferousone of allbut notrightnownot whenyour handsare brewingwarmcinnamon teaacross my skinnot when I’mtrying to imaginewhat might happenif you beganfloweringkissesuponmeMy dear,how canI writea poemwhen I’m alreadyinside one?

It's not sad that I don't love you anymore, it's I can't love anyone anymore.

my motheris pure radiance. she is the suni can touchand kissand holdwithout getting burnt.

There was nothing special with the way he looked at her but her heart raced with even glance.

And stay, my dearstay...forever, as my quiet song,in my lilac dawn.

If I began to drawmyself away from youwe’d still be liketwo mixed colors of paintimpossible to separate.

My soul remembered him, my heart connected with him but time had separated him from wanting me right now.

As a photographer you have a deep love for light, life and yourself. You know that the eyes of love aren’t blind, they are wide open. Only when your eye, heart and soul shine brighter than the sun, you realize how ordinary it is to love the beautiful, and how beautiful it is to love the ordinary.

He existed in his own terms and I followed it without hesitation.

And then I realized that love is like a helium balloon. You know the one which flies away into the sky if you don’t hold it by its strings? No matter how much I tried to break my string, the balloon always remained there. Know why? Because maybe unknown to yourself, you were holding a couple of strings as well

You have been the summary of my entire existence; my biggest weakness, my greatest strength. The weathers of my life start and end with you. You complete me.

There is this pain of love. You experience it some moments. It starts like a strange gnawing at your heart. It then slowly spreads. Spreads to the whole body. You fall deeply into it. This feeling.

There is this pain of love. You experience it some moments. It starts like a strange gnawing at your heart. It then spreads slowly. Spreads to the whole body. You fall deeply into it. This feeling. And the irony is you like this feeling of pain.

She loved me deeply, madly and passionately. She knew no other way!

Love from novels isn't true love: it ends where it should begin. True love, deep love, grows up with time, throughout days of dullness and days of storms. It leaves in one's heart a rainbow of tenderness and forgiveness which illuminates forever the beloved one.

Gabrielle Dubois

Magic existed in his eyes, his energy as he lived his daily life. I could fall into his soul and lay my worries to rest, but if by chance this happened; it wouldn't last the test. because there's much to learn, before we can meet, I want to collide with his heart; allow our souls to fleet. His arms will hold my fears, but he won't carry the load; as it is my lesson to love myself, and find my own sense of hope. When we cross our paths, our knowledge will last the test; as patience fills the air and our burdens are put to rest, I will honour my truth, and seek what I desire; ever lasting love and passion set on fire.

i want to stay curled and cosiedand chocolated....foreverin my mother’s arms.

May your love for me be likethe scent of the evening seadrifting inthrough a quiet windowso i do not have to runor chase or fall... to feel youall i have to dois breathe.

i'm glad to be alive in a world wherehis gently awakening eyesnourish the morning sun.

love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and fingers

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