“I admit I was afraid to love. Not just love, but to love her. For she was a stunning mystery. She carried things deep inside her that no one has yet to understand, and I, I was afraid to fail, like the others. She was the ocean and I was just a boy who loved the waves but was completely terrified to…”— Unknown, tumblr.com
“There's nothing more to the story. When we met he looked like forever & I swore I'd love him slow as summer. It's been August ever since.”— Amanda Torroni, amandatorroni.tumblr.com
“You have the scent of saltwater during the day from the humidity in the air and the fragrance of expensive perfumes and colognes that cling to my skin and my clothes, and I find your smell lingering everywhere I go.”— Liz Rae, thoughtcatalog.com
“A poem...begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.”— Robert Frost, en.wikiquote.org
“I know it sounds weird but sometimes, I wonder what my bed sheets say about me when I'm not around I wonder what the curtains would do if they found out About all the things that I've done behind their backs I've got a hamper that's overflowing with really, really loud mistakes And a graveyard in my…”— Rudy Francisco, youtube.com