The silence isn't so bad, till I look at my hands and feel sad. Because the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly. Ocean Eyes (Deluxe Edition) |
Tossing and turning is all I can do. Grabbing my pillow, holding it tighter, wishing it were you. |
I don't like missing you...but I love having you to miss. |
And ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation. |
As contraries are known by contraries, so is the delight of presence best known by the torments of absence. |
Absence and death are the same - only that in death there is no suffering. |
Memories are bullets. Some whiz by and only spook you. Others tear you open and leave you in pieces. |
The feeling of love is measured by the extent of missing the feverish state in which the absence of the other plunges us |
It turns out freedom meant nothing but missing you. |
When you are lonely remember it`s true, someone somewhere is thinking of you. |