We only part to meet again.
And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
I may not get to see you as often as I like. I may not get to hold you in my arms all through the night. But deep in my heart I truly know, you're the one that I love, and I can't let you go.
The simple lack of her is more to me than others' presence.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Love is missing someone whenever you're apart, but somehow feeling warm inside because you're close in heart.
So what if the distance is too long? What matters is that we have the courage of love to cover any distance which dares to separate us.
Absence is to love as wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small and kindles the great.
What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you.
There is no long distance about love, it always finds a way to bring hearts together no matter how many miles there are between them.