Quotes About Dreams Of Love 소설 & 이야기

God, I loved him so much. He opened his eyes. “Hey Beautiful,” he mumbled sleepily “Hey Handsome,” I whispered back. “I dreamed about you.” I smiled. “Oh, yeah. What was I doing?” His eyes were half closed. “We were having sex.” I laughed. “You lack imagination, Lord Lucan. We have sex all the time. Why do you have to dream about it?” He stroked my hair back from my face. “We dream about the things that we cannot get out of our minds. You live inside

Even if just when she dreams. --- That night, I dream of her again. Not the betrayal. Not the sex. But the before. The version of her I met in the dark. Her voice in the quiet. “I don’t know how to be loved,” she whispered once. I told her I’d show her. I told her I’d wait. I lied. Because she never let me. And now, I’ll never offer that again. Not to anyone. --- Love made me weak. Worship made me blind.

) "Pyar Hi Odhein Te Pyar Hi Khana, Vich Koi Ave Te Pyar Hi Ana, Duniya De Vich Asi Duniya Ton Door, Hun me Nal Tere Mera Har Sapna..." (Love will be all we’ll need. May no one except love come between us. Far away from this world, all the dreams I see will be with you...) "Seene Se Tere Sar Ko Laga Ke, Sunta Main Rahun Nam Apna Oh..." (I want to rest my head on your chest and keep hearing my name...) "Teri Ungliyon Se Asman Pe Kheechun Ek Lambi Lakeer,

“Love has always been part real, part imagined.” “Seeing you clearly and having fantasies about you aren’t mutually exclusive.”

she said emotionally. "W-Why? What happened? What did you dream about?" "Theron, I dreamed that they had an accident. Theron, I am worried. What if I'm not gonna see them alive?" It's really heartbreaking dreaming about people you love left you and or losing their lives. That's really a pain in the heart. Calm down, okay? Calm down. Dreams are just the fruit of our sleep. It is not true." "I hope so, Theron," she said.

"Why do we love? Why do we dream? Why are we failing? Why do we forgive? Perhaps because love is the force that keeps us alive, because it is love that has guided us from the beginning. Why do we love? Why do we hope? Why do we suffer? Why do we forget? Perhaps because loving is the most human thing possible... I have no other answer, I only know that I love you and you love me. Why do we love? Why do we dream? Why do we suffer? Why do we forget? Love is the force that makes everything possible, give me your love and I will move mountains, perhaps because loving is the most human thing possible... I have no other answer, I only know that I love you and you love me. Why do we love? Why do we

Chapter 6 Mere khwabon ki Aarthi par Apne khwabo ki doli sajana Tumhari chahat thi Par tum ye bhul gaye Ki kisiko khwabo ko torkar Tumhare apne khwab bhi Kabhi pura nahi honge. ~Ankita Ghosh (on my pyre of my dreams you wanted to decorate your dreams. But you forgot that If you break someone's dream then you won't be able to fulfill your dreams as well)

I made a promise I’m not sure if I could keep. “I love you, Elijah. I’ll never regret being with you,” I said honestly as I drifted off to sleep. There were times when I was afraid to close my eyes and fall asleep. This was one of those particular nights. Death. There was always death in my vision. Why can’t I just dream of rainbows and unicorns? Or even a boring walk in the park, anyway? “I love you,” Elijah said. I would take it as a good omen if it was real or just a dream.

the doctor said with surprise. “It feels like forever,” I moaned. “In the beginning, I found them exciting. Now, I just wish I could move further with them, or dream of something else. It’s like ‘Groundhog Day’ nightly.” The good doctor surprised me with, “Are you currently dating?” “Are you insinuating that I’m fantasizing about this hunk because I lack a boyfriend?” I asked, indignantly. “The mind is a complex thing. I’m simply looking for a direction in which to search for the reason behind your dreams,” she explained. “I don’t understand why you waited so long to mention them.”

The Major’s words ran together with what Dylan had said about Eason. Do I really think he’d betray me? Finally, she made her choice. “The Major came and visited me last night.” Eason gaped at her. “You mean you had a dream where he was here? You weren’t feeling well yesterday, remember?” “No, it wasn’t a dream.” She knew it wasn’t. “How can you possibly know that? Dreams can be very convincing.” Hesitating, she said, “He kissed me on the forehead and held my hand. I could feel the softness of his lips and the roughness of his hands so vividly. I can’t dream those things, Eason. I can’t dream about anything other than memories.”