Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
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?
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.
Never forget me, because if I thought you would, I'd never leave.
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
The scariest thing about distance is that you don’t know whether they’ll miss you or forget you.
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
The best things said come last. People will talk for hours saying nothing much and then linger at the door with words that come with a rush from the heart.
The return makes one love the farewell.
As the presence of those we love is as a double life, so absence, in its anxious longing and sense of vacancy, is as a foretaste of death.
Man's feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell.
But fate ordains that dearest friends must part.
Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending.
One kind kiss before we part, Drop a tear and bid adieu; Though we sever, my fond heart Till we meet shall pant for you.
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