Kim Karr Quotes

To women who think they're all that, may their boobs drop at a young age.

You were my once in a lifetime.
This I knew from the moment your eyes met mine.
You were my once in a lifetime.
This I knew the first time I whispered into your ear and my heart stopped.
You were my once in a lifetime.
This I knew when your face touched my spirit.
You were my once in a lifetime.
This I knew when I kissed your lips and felt it in my soul.
So where did you go, where did you go?

Those lyrics tell the story Dahlia, our story. I wrote that song five years ago and even now when I sing it, your face is the face I see. You're unforgettable Dahlia. You're perfect, really.

He kisses each of my eyelids and hovering his mouth over mine, he talks around my lips. "Ever since I met you, no one else has been worth thinking about."
I open my eyes, and he presses his forehead to mine as he continues, "I feel like fate has brought us together again. I also believe that one night, so long ago, just wasn't the right time for us. But tonight is.

Brigitte told me once that in France they don't say I missed you, they say you were missing from me, and you were.

You're back and forth with me, with your actions, with your emotions. You act like you don't remember me, then spring on me that you do. You flirt with me and then you stop on a dime. You kiss me and then you pull away as soon as I touch you. You're mad then you're not." I don't stop to take a breath or let him speak before finally raising the hand he's holding and letting it go. "You're holding my hand, then . . ." I trail off, not sure of how to finish that thought. Tearing my gaze from his, I try to rein in my emotions, to wipe the flustered girl up off the floor.

Could love at first sight be real?

I feel my body start to tremble, overflowing with the amount of love I feel for this girl. She's had so much sadness in her life. As I gently pick her up and carry her to the bed, I feel so lucky that I'm the one who gets to give her her happy ever after.

Just know you'll always be my once in a lifetime.

Staring down at my wrist, I can't believe what I'm looking at. This adorably sweet and sexy man has just placed a very colorful linked bracelet of the cutest Pac-Man on my wrist. It has a yellow Pac-Man with the blue, red, pink, and orange monsters on it.
"I love it!" I manage as I swallow back my tears of joy. I throw myself around him and say, "Thank you."
He lifts me up and twirls me just once before setting me down. "Happy?"
Smiling up at him, I respond, "More than happy.

Placing both my hands on his strong jaw, it's my turn to rest my head on his, and in an effort to right my wrong, I say, "You know every time you move your nose to my ear like that, it drives me crazy."
Pulling back, softly gripping my arms with his hands, he nods and a slight grin appears, a smirk really, and he says, "Yeah, I know that.

Dalhia," he says, his tone is as dark and sad as the place I have lived for the past two years before meeting him. "One day, if you change your mind . . . just know you'll always be my once in a lifetime."
He presses kisses to my forehead and nose, then turns, leaving me at the front door to the house I shared with Ben for so many years. The house that is now empty is the house where, once again, I will be alone.

River, I love you."
He hugs me tighter than I ever remember being hugged, and after a few moments of just embracing each other, he whispers into my ear, "I love you, too. So much. Please let me take care of this for you." Pulling away, he crosses his finger over his heart. "I promise to pick up all the rest of the pearls off the floor.

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Sometimes you have to chase what you really want because everything in life worth having won't fall into your lap.

how could love at first sight even exist when you were already in love with someone else?

Dahlia, I will love you forever." Then I kiss her and finish telling her my thoughts. "In this lifetime and in the next.

River looks at me for a beat, dragging his tongue over his lower lip before continuing. "This is how I remember it. I was singing a gig at the USC Campus Bar. During a break I went to grab a beer. I met the most incredible girl whom I don't think even knew that I sang in the band, but loved music. We seemed to hit it off. We did a couple of shots, drank a few drinks, and talked without any pretense. I asked her to wait for me after the show. She didn't say anything about having a boyfriend or not sticking around and then when I finished she was gone.

I wasn't just kissing you. I was also whispering in your mouth.

He feels so real. He's what I crave. He's what I want. He makes me feel alive.

Just because two people ceased to exist as a unit, it didn't mean you no longer felt the other person's presence in your life.

I want to believe your love is only for me. That your lips are mine. That your kisses are meant for me. That your body belongs to me." His arms move to my waist and tighten around me and he presses his hard body against mine. "But when you leave me to see him, it's hard to know for sure.

We've met before you know?"
I look at him a little perplexed and a little hurt that he hasn't mentioned it. I nod my head indicating that, of course, I remember. Then with a low raspy voice I answer, "You remember meeting me and haven't said anything up until now. Why?"
With an equally low voice and the harshness seemingly gone in his tone, he says, "Why haven't you, Dahlia?" He's looking at me with his powerful green eyes and I know there's no seeing the future in them right now.

Weren't you lonely?" I shook my head and gave him a forced smile. "Isn't everyone in their own way?

Just stay with me, don't interfere with fate now that we've reconnected.

His hold is tight, our fingers are laced, and he's occasionally rubbing circles on the top of my hand with his thumb. These small gestures definitely make handholding seem more like an art.

5 years, 260 weeks, 1,825 days, 2.3 million minutes. That was how long ago I met you.If I did it all again. Would you come along for the ride? I hope so.
If I did it all again. Could you play this game with me? 
I hope so.And 5 years, 260 weeks, 1,825 days, 2.3 million minutes from today, will we still be together? I hope so.
Because I love you. Do you believe we will still be together? I hope so.
Because I really love you. Do you know so?Now you do - I love my beautiful gir

Don't forget to capture all the moments that really matter.

Dahlia, this is, was, in no way a one-night stand on my part.

I never imagined I could feel so connected to anyone as much as I feel connected to you. I knew I loved you from the moment I saw you. How could I not? Loving you is as easy as breathing.

Baby don't cry, I promise I'll fix this for you. Everything will be all right.

I'm so addicted to you, everything you do, it doesn't matter if you're walking or dancing, when we're standing here, the sounds you make and the smile on your face, they're unlike anything I've ever seen.

Mine always," he whispers, nipping my earlobe with his teeth. "Yours forever," I breathe, burying my head in his neck.

I suddenly realize that finding my past in pieces has actually brought me closer to my future.

Don't leave me," I yell as he walks down the path leading to another life.
Turning and glancing at me over his shoulder, his eyes are no longer gleaming their perfect shade of green; they're cloudy, hazy even. "I'm not," he says as he keeps walking. "You left me, beautiful girl.

We both trust each other because, after all, isn't that what love is – knowing someone can crush you, but believing they never will, trusting them not to?

Relationships are made up of so many different emotions, but the one thing that keeps a relationship strong is love. Can doubt weaken such a strong bond? Not if two people don't let it – right?

That's why I left the bar five years ago, because I wanted what I shouldn't. I didn't care about anything else. I wasn't thinking about consequences, so I had to leave.

I love you. I want you. It's simply only you. I promise.

I feel alive again - living, breathing, and experiencing life like I never had before - because of him. He took me to places within my body and my soul I've never been, and I wanted to discover more.

As he pushes aside a piece of my hair, tucking it behind my ear, he seductively whispers, "Dahlia, I want you. I want to kiss you, touch you, make you come over and over again. I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you

I stop and stand in front of him, motionless - we are former lovers turned strangers.

I just wanted you to know because I felt connected to you that night in a way I've never felt connected to anyone. Then today, when I saw you again, that connection I felt years ago instantly returned.

I need you next to me when I wake up in the morning and lying beside me when I fall asleep at night. I need you like the air I breathe.

Dahlia, I love everything about you. I know in my heart you're my girl, so amazing, so fun, so beautiful." I feel my heart pounding and I know it's about to jump out of my chest. Turning my head, I look into his eyes. The same gleaming green eyes as the first time I saw him. I thought then what I know now, that if I jump in I will never swim out. They are telling me he's my future.

Could we do the interview thing tomorrow because you're looking far too sexy for me to concentrate on anything other than you?

Sometimes in the dark of the night we see what we want, wish for things that can never be, have hope we shouldn't.

Pressing his lips firmly to mine, he starts to kiss me in the most erotic way. First, he lightly kisses me, then opens our mouths together and exhales. I can only inhale his sweet breath. He runs the tip of his tongue over my lower lip before slipping it into my mouth and firmly pressing his lips to mine. I'm left breathless as the kiss ends and he takes my hand.

I try to understand why death takes a person from you, but not the relationship. It leaves you to carry on with only half of what you need to make things whole.