The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected.
Can miles truly separate you from friends... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there?
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.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can play together all night.
Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else.
Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.
Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.
In true love the smallest distance is too great, and the greatest distance can be bridged.
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.
Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream, And I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream.
Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don't think it's possible for you to miss me as much as I'm missing you right now
Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.
What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you.
All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.
When I go away from you The world beats dead Like a slackened drum.
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