Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes

I needed, I needed...you." "Don't tell me you need me." "But I can't help it. I do

I can't go long without you either, Eva. You're an addiction...my obsession.

i want to stay with you." it was easier to say in the darkness, knowing as i spoke my voice would betray me, my hopeless addiction to him.

Right now, I wish I’d stayed because I want you at my side. That sounds pretty selfish, but I don’t mean it that way. You just never needed me that way; I said it to you once as I was leaving—that you love me, but you don’t need me. You don’t lean. But I admire that about you, and I could use some of your strength right now.

He loved her. He wanted her. He needed her. And he needed her now.

I Cannot Exist Without You. I Am Forgetful Of Everything But Seeing You Again.

Please do not leave me, he thought. He could not bear a world without Alli. He realized how much he relied on her from morning until night. She was his only conversation. His only smile. She prepared their meager food and always offered it to him first, even though he insisted she eat before he did. THey leaned on each other at sunsets. Holding her as they slept felt like his last connection to humanity.

I just want some time, Mikhail, to think things through. It’s frightening, the way I am about you. I think about you every minute; I want to touch you, just to know I can, to feel you beneath my fingers. It’s as if you crawled into my head and my heart, even my body, and I can’t get you out.

Taste of metal on my tongue. Poison the color of envy- I'm delirious, you're delicious, I'm deluded and delusional. I'm lost without you. I need you.

She wanted to lose herself in him. To tie his arms around her like a tourniquet. If she showed him how much she needed him, he'd run away.

Thus in this sad, but oh, too pleasing state! my soul can fix upon nothing but thee; thee it contemplates, admires, adores, nay depends on, trusts on you alone.

You don't have to love me. Just don't leave me," he said against my leg

It felt very good to have him walking beside her. Good like rest and quiet, like something you could live without but you needed anyway. That you had to learn how to miss, and then you'd never stop missing it.

I want you too much. I want you with me, in my life, in my bed. If i can have that, nothing else matters.

You're always begging things to love you," he said, "as if you were a beggar for love. Even the flowers, you have to fawn on them--

We deserve each other, Luis … and I need you just as much as you need me. Hold me.” He steps closer, but hesitates. “If I do, mi chava, I can’t promise I’ll be able to let you go.

I want whatever part of you I can have.

After his kisses and hugs it feels like without them my body will fall apart into pieces.

Love is when the desire to be desired takes you so badly that you feel you could die of it.

I'm an addict for underwear.

I never use the word, it's loaded. What love means to me is need.

You aren't going to leave me alone are you?

I went from my mother to my wife. And to this day, I can't bear to be alone.

What love is depends on where you are in relation to it. Secure in it, it can feel as mundane and necessary as air - you exist within it, almost unnoticing. Deprived of it, it can feel like an obsession; all consuming - a physical pain.

How we need another soul to cling to.