Crush Quotes

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living, I want to know what you ache for. It doesn’t interest me how old you are, I want to know if you are willing to risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine. It doesn’t interest me where you live or how rich you are, I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and be sweet to the ones you love. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and truly like the company you keep in the empty moments of your life.
With every moment we share, every smile, every touch, I become more certain that in you, I’ve found something I’ve looked for a very long time. I don’t know what the future holds, but I do know how much your love excites me and how happy I feel when I’m with you. And, from this day forward, that’s more than enough.
So what is this? What are you expecting from me? From you? From us? Is there even an us? I don’t even know what to think anymore. It’s like you’re waiting for me to make the first move, but while you’re waiting for me to make that specific move, you allow yourself to be around other girls, to make yourself a free man. How does that make me feel, must you wonder that at times? Don’t you think of how I feel? Don’t you know how I feel? I don’t expect you to be pitying me, because in theory you were never mine to start off with.
I want to go to sleep and have your face be that last thing I see. I want to wake up every morning and have your face be the first thing I see. I want to hug you when life goes bad and when nothing makes sense. I want you to care enough to come find me. I want you to know that I need you in more ways than just one. And it’s killing me cause you will never know, will you? Not unless I tell you. But I want you to know everything by yourself. I don’t want to tell you anything. I just want you to know.
Girls aren’t going to talk to you first. It’s a girl thing. We don’t like starting the conversation because we like to feel like you want to talk to us. We like to feel like the wait was worth something. We like feeling like you’ve waited for us like we’ve waited for you. But the number one reason we hate talking first is because we hate to seem needy or clingy. That’s why we’re scared. Because to us, being needy and obsessive just pushes guys away. And no girl wants that.
Missing you is like writing with a broken pencil, pointless. Loving you is like writing with a colored pencil, the brightest thing I’ve ever done. Fighting with you is like walking into a screen door, stupid. Lying to you is like a drunk driver, reckless. Being with you is like destiny, I guess it’s just meant to be. (:
Tried reaching out to youu,
but you were so damn ignorant & a fool.
so now im sayin fuck youu & good byee
its time to get you outta my mind!
she will chase you around for a while, but theres going to be a day when she’s gonna stop running in circles around you. she’s going to get over you… and at that very moment you’re going to wish u had let her catch you
Don’t you love: How every girl’s profile is about that one GUY & yet He never knows that every word is about HIM
i never get jealous when i see my ex with another girl because my parents always taught me to give my used toys to the less fortunate.
How come you have enough time to go out and make other girls fall in love with you, but you don’t have enough time to pay attention to the girl who already is.
I’ve learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in.
Even though I’ve stopped “liking you” every time someone mentions your name my head turns towards them. It’s like every time I hear it, I think of what we had, and all we could have had.
It’s not that we aren’t meant to be together, I think that we’re just not ready for forever.
I don’t know which is worse, loving someone knowing its going to cause you pain or being in pain because you can’t love someone.
Why can’t you just tell me how you feel, because how you act is confusing me. You walk by me like I’m no one, you smile at me like I’m anyone, you hug me like I’m someone… but kiss, the way you kiss me, its as if I’m the only one.
Maybe they are right. Maybe I did get my hopes up too high. Maybe I was in over my head. Maybe I am the stupid one for ever thinking that you loved me, but maybe, just maybe, I am tired of being alone.
Isn’t it funny how you can still get butterflies in your stomach, even though you have known the person for years.
It’s amazing how one little conversation can change things forever.
She loves him more then he would ever know, he love’s her more than he would ever show.
It is tearing me up on the inside to have these feelings for you, but I can’t get rid of them.
I sit here and wonder if you’ll ever understand just how much of me belongs to you.
You wonder why I don’t talk to you anymore and please believe me when I say it’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just that everything I want to say I can’t tell you anymore.
When he’s around, my whole body knows it. I’ll keep talking and stuff, but my mind will have no idea what I’m saying, I keep wondering if there’s a term for this.
I want a new life and I want it with you.
Love hurts when you break up with someone. It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you. But love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea what so ever.
The worst way to miss someone is when they are right beside you and yet you know you can never have them.
I love him but I cannot show it, want him but he cannot know it, need him but I know it’ll never be, if only he needed me.
I get the best feeling in the world when you say hi to me, or even smile, because I know even if just for a second, I crossed your mind.
I wonder, what I could Do or say to make him like me. I wonder, what or who I need to be, to be his. I wonder, when just being me will be enough.