The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.
Distance never seperates two hearts that really care, for our memories span the miles and in seconds we are there. But whenever I start feeling sad cuz I miss you I remind myself how lucky I am to have someone so special to miss.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
My heart wont let you go, and I need you to know, I miss you.
I miss you more than the sun misses the sky at night.
When I miss you, sometimes I listen to music or look at pictures of you, not to remind me of you but to make me feel as if I'm with you. It makes me forget the distance and capture you.
For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else.
In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.
What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you.
Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
Never forget me, because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.
Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
I miss everything about you. Can't believe that I still want youAnd after all the things we've been through.
For everything you gain, you lose something.
You can love someone so much...But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.
Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
I only miss you when I'm breathing.
Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
Among men and women, those in love do not always announce themselves with declarations and vows. But they are the ones who weep when you're gone. Who miss you every single night, especially when the sky is so deep and beautiful, and the ground so very cold.
Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.
As contraries are known by contraries, so is the delight of presence best known by the torments of absence.
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