It is loneliness that makes the loudest noise. This is true of men as of dogs.
What shall I do with all the days and hours That must be counted ere I see thy face? How shall I charm the interval that lowers Between this time and that sweet time of grace?
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.
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.
Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
In the hope to meet Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.
The scariest thing about distance is that you don’t know whether they’ll miss you or forget you.
You can love someone so much. . . But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.
No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth.
Oft in the tranquil hour of night, When stars illume the sky, I gaze upon each orb of light, And wish that thou went by.
The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.
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.
When you miss me just look up to the night sky and remember, I'm like a star; sometimes you can't see me, but I'm always there.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
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.
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.
In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.
When I go away from you The world beats dead Like a slackened drum.
