Ah! when will this long weary day have end,
And lende me leave to come unto my love?
- Epithalamion
Mots clés love separation anticipation weariness
You know, for a while there we kept horses for the boys, and we had a mare that had broken down. Couldn't ride it... You could feed it and brush it and water it and all. Sometimes, I've thought that's what most marriages get to. A horse you still care a little about but cannot any longer ride.
Tom McNealMots clés marriage separation divorce caring
All dust is the same dust.
Temporarily separated
To go peacefully
And enjoy the eternal nap.
Mots clés wisdom poetry literature separation quotes thoughts dust eternal poetry-quotes quotes-to-live-by eternal-peace literature-quotes dejan-stojanovic circling nap
You cannot force things apart that are bound at the heart.
Ashly LorenzanaMots clés love fate separation hearts
Does sorry change anyth? No. Never welcom a sorry from som1 who was conscious at the scene and just couldn't help him self out of trouble.
Yannick KABETSHIMots clés separation excuse sorry
I would have stayed a hundred times and I would have left one time only - still, I left.
Mihail DrumeşMots clés love solitude separation desperation leaving giving-up
Up in the distance the whistle of the wind sang to her from the mountain. From Lucian’s mountain. It beckoned and taunted and she wanted to run towards it. To be enveloped in its coat of fleece and to hear its safe sounds.
Melina MarchettaMots clés love safety angst separation
There was nowhere I could go that wouldn't be you.
Jeffrey EugenidesMots clés love romance separation longing lovers
It's okay,” he said. “We're together.” He didn't say you're okay, or we're alive. After all they'd been through over the last year, he knew that the most important thing was that they were together. She loved him for saying that.
Rick RiordanMots clés inspirational love separation relationship absence annabeth-chase percy-jackson percy-jackson-and-the-olympians heroes-of-olympus the-mark-of-athena
And,” Annabeth continued, “it reminds me how long we’ve known each other. We were twelve, Percy. Can you believe that?”
“No, he admitted. “So…you knew you liked me from that moment?”
She smirked. “I hated you at first. You annoyed me. Then I tolerated you for a few years. Then—”
“Okay, fine.”
She leaned in and kissed: him a good, proper kiss without anyone watching—no Romans anywhere, no screaming satyr chaperones.
She pulled away. “I missed you, Percy.”
Percy wanted to tell her the same thing, but it seemed too small a comment. While he had been on the Roman side, he’d kept himself alive almost solely by thinking of Annabeth. I missed you didn’t really cover that.
Mots clés romance separation absence annabeth-chase percy-jackson missing-you percy-jackson-and-the-olympians heroes-of-olympus the-mark-of-athena
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