Past Love Quotes

“There were never strawberries
like the ones we had
that sultry afternoon
sitting on the step
of the open french window
facing each other
your knees held in mine
the blue plates in our laps
the strawberries glistening
in the hot sunlight
we dipped them in sugar
looking at each other
not hurrying the feast
for one to come
the empty plates laid on the stone together
with the two forks crossed
and I bent towards you

sweet in that air
in my arms
abandoned like a child
from your eager mouth
the taste of strawberries
in my memory
lean back again
let me love you

let the sun beat
on our forgetfulness
one hour of all
the heat intense
and summer lightning
on the Kilpatrick hills

let the storm wash the plates.”
― Edwin Morgan, The Second Life: Selected Poems

“One thing I do know my son-in-law didn't hate you. That man loved you so much, sweetie," her father commented.”
― Sharon Carter, Love Auction: Too Risky to Love Again

“Max was gloating about his relationship with Sage," Nick said, closing the door. "Says he's taking her out dancing. He also mentioned he planned on marrying her, but he doesn't want Nicki as part of the deal." Nick frowned. "I just don't understand why Sage would be into a guy like Max, but apparently she is.”
― Sharon Carter

“Great, she didn't lie to me. "Mind if I tag along with you? I would love to have some company. Please don't say no. I don't know if I can take it if you turn me down, beloved," he spoke inaudibly. "Remember the last time we were at an art gallery together?" he asked. "Sure I do," she remarked, walking slowly. Wish I hadn't gone anywhere with you, Creepville!”
― Sharon Carter, Love Auction: Too Risky to Love Again

“Universe, not again. You can't cause another tragedy in my life.”
― Sharon Carter, Love Auction: Too Risky to Love Again

“I decided Conrad was right after all. Ilsa was meant to be with Laszlo. That was the way it was always supposed to end. Rick was nothing but a tiny piece of her past, a piece that she would always treasure, but that was all, because history is just that. History.”
― Jenny Han, We'll Always Have Summer

“Don't fucking move," Jacob said, pressing the gun into Nick's back.”
― Sharon Carter, Love Auction: Too Risky to Love Again

“I learned long ago that no matter how much you loathe a past love, some small piece of you will always belong to them.”
― B.L. Berry, An Unforgivable Love Story

“Somewhere buried deep in my heart was a longing for him, for us, for all that had remained unfinished. I only wished that my heart understood the way my mind did, that some questions could never be answered, that some words needed to remain unsaid, that some of our most significant relationships needed to be severed.”
― Jacqueline Simon Gunn, Before the Footprints Fade

“She, herself, had only been in love once and it ended worse than a train wreck would, and she hated herself for what she had become because of it. Because of her ex-boyfriend, she didn’t trust easily, she didn’t date as much anymore, and she found herself not believing in love anymore. She told herself that after him, she was never going to put her heart through love again.”
― Courtney Carola, Where We Belong

“She liked him, had liked him, but now all she felt was the faint but real distaste a woman feels for the lover she no longer desires.”
― Aminatta Forna, Happiness

“Living in the company of death—between the lines. It lets me see your face as if it were yesterday. I wonder if I’ve grown dependent on this pain. Stepping into the otherside. I see you, but Summer . . . who invited you inside?”
― H.S. Crow

“Be to, jei tikimės, kad mums kas nors išeis, noriu, kad nieko neliktų nepasakyta... apie praeitį.”
― Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

“Past love is as good as a past dream, intangible, impossible to share.”
― Catherine Lacey, The Answers

“Loving her was as if she invaded my home,
because you were the only "home" my heart knew.”
― Mireya Rios, Painted Love

“Oh, Mercédès, I have uttered your name with the sigh of melancholy, with the groan of sorrow, with the last effort of despair; I have uttered it when frozen with cold, crouched on the straw in my dungeon; I have uttered it, consumed with heat, rolling on the stone floor of my prison.”
― Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo

“You didn’t grow apart because you’re evil, but because you evolved. It’s life. It’s natural. It’s ok. Keep growing!”
― Curtis Tyrone Jones

“I used to feel you in night. How the clouds touched the waves and the way you said alright. I still feel your hair, I still see you there. In corners of doorways, wandering to wander. It was never about you. It was never about I. It was about we. The stimulation of brains to pulse towards. Some things seem of importance to some while importance lies in the eyes of the beholder. Neither are wrong, but time is only enough for some.”
― Dominic Riccitello

“Listen, clinging to people who causes you pain won't heal the scares on your heart, but worsen it.”
― SoulWanderer_

“Once you’d known the complete, deep-seated joy of being in love, nothing else compared. Not even personal accomplishment.”
― Jamie Brenner, The Husband Hour

“Remembered pleasures of a lost love should linger long, often return unbidden, and never be forbidden.”
― George Hammond

“Sometimes I still think of you. It’s usually when the night’s chilly and nostalgia sets in. We remember moments to create bittersweet realities of past adventures which weren’t so. It wasn’t nice, it wasn’t fun, it was anxiety ridden and my mind created false memories to help sole the situation. It doesn’t help, it hurts, and that’s the reality you must remember when your mind gets the best of you.”
― Dominic Riccitello

“Depth runs as far as you allow it. You have the movement to control it. You have the ability to consume to it. I still remember how you spoke. I still feel the vibrations of how you held the door. It’s how you take it. It’s how you allow it. It’s how you consume moments. It’s what you want to do with them and where you want to take them.”
― Dominic Riccitello

“As time moves, you realize every single relationship you’ve had, regardless of the length, is a bittersweet reality and a memory gained.”
― Dominic Riccitello

“I still remember your hands on my thighs, the breeze in my ear, and the sullen sadness in the depth of your voice.”
― Dominic Riccitello

“It never truly mattered. None of it. Neither of us. It was one out of billion moments and I took it for more than it was; that’s why we’re always so brokenhearted.”
― Dominic Riccitello

“I said your name five times too many because I was searching to see if you came when I needed you.”
― Dominic Riccitello

“I told you I loved you, but I said it a little too late. You move in time and sometimes our timing is against one another.”
― Dominic Riccitello