“You don’t fool me, darling,” she said with a playful little smile and crept into his big arms. “You’re dancing on the inside, Ove, when no one’s watching. And I’ll always love you for that. Whether you like it or not.”
— A Man called Ove, Fedrik Backman
Sometimes it goes very quiet in my heart, so quiet that all I hear is your name.
— Something I'm Waiting to Tell You by Shravya Bhinder
You said I make you blush with my words
You make my blush with just your existence
"It's just that I need to speak to someone.
Not someone. You"
—One Day
I often sleep to avoid my feelings
Because night time is my worst time
And 2am is getting dangerous.
Sometimes, she is too much of everything—too sensitive,too generous, too intense, too adorable, too accepting.
She is mad, the kind of mad that makes you fall in love, and she doesn’t need much—some books to read, a warm touch, someone to love and to be loved.
—Something I'm Waiting to Tell You by Shravya Bhinder
“Even if my heart skips a beat, it takes your name twice after it.”
—shree
I mistook your daggers as smiles
I seemed to have a crush on you
Even when it's forbidden and you know the truth
I pretend I do not look at you
With fondness and nothing new
“It is called the ney...And its sound is the sigh of the lover for the beloved.”
Even before I was touched, I belonged to you; All you had to do was to look at me.
— Louise Glück, from Poems 1962-2012; "The Burning Heart"