Bae Love Quotes

To love is to be destroyed, and to be loved is to be destroyed.

The magic swirling around Bae made her look menacing, almost feral and he wanted her more than he'd wanted any other woman. She was something else entirely.

Friends are Family and Family is Bae

Coz Red is for LOVE and Love is BAE!

Lovely Hair = bae

To the final darkness of summer before the oncoming dawn, I whisper: “I don’t know anything.” I’m not thrilled by sex, and I’m not moved by love.

Don’t say, just listen. When we got together, we became a unit. How you move is how I move, how I hustle, is how you hustle, and how you getcha money is how I get my money. What you go through, nigga I feel, and I’m not into allowing myself to hurt. If you wanna be the king of this drug shit, then it’s only right as your queen that I make it happen. Letting me handle this little situation isn’t gonna make you any less of a king then you already are. I can only add to you bae. I would never take from you.

Oh just kiss me Baethan!” I shouted, frustrated. This was taking too long. He laughed lightly. “Not yet.” I rolled my eyes. “Brat.” “Nay love,” he responded softly. His eyes met mine as he brushed his knuckles along my cheek. “Nothing is ever rushed with you. Every moment, every touch, every kiss…is an art form. Like a painter working on his masterpiece, I must be patient and precise with each and every stroke.” Oh my. “Bae, I want to feel your lips upon mine.” “You will,” he answered, “but this, this right here, is how a real kiss begins.” His hands brushed along my arms and upward, moving slowly as they skimmed passed my chest as light as a feather. Rising higher, his fingers brushed along my neck and tilted my head back, his thumbs anchored on either side of the bottom of my chin. “Close your eyes,” he whispered and I realized he was lowering his head, pausing just an inch from my lips. They parted, my breath accelerated as I awaited the tender touch of moist warmth that would follow. My eyes closed and I breathed, several seconds passing us by as if hours, until his mouth closed over mine. His lips parted as his tongue gently pushed through, briefly, and then he pulled away slightly as his teeth nibbled my bottom lip. He held my face in his hands, and pressed multiple light kisses all over my mouth until I moaned.

My Father mapped out the perfect blueprint for how to treat a woman. He caters hand and foot to my Mother. Even showers that love onto my sister. He never had to tell me how to treat my woman because his actions spoke louder. Did I cling to my woman? Absolutely. Being up under soft melanin skin pleased me. You want to read a book? Cool, what story we reading? Wanna go shopping? Take my card if you promise to model everything for me. Those females at work bothering you? Let’s get animated in the mirror and act like we about to tag team. Your period on? Baby, want me to rub your belly? You need me to get those diaper looking pads with the wings? How about some lemon ginger tea? What are your dreams? You want to sell weave? Let’s catch a flight to China or India and figure out how we can become wholesalers. You wanna make cute Snapchat filter videos? What filter do you want? Are they not liking your pics? Fine. I’ll blast you all over my page. Your Mother threatening to kick you out. Where you wanna move? Better yet, move in with me. Just focus on school and building your brand. I got everything else. You got finals coming up. Pick a tutor. Heck, can I pay for the answers to the quiz? You think those stretch marks make you unattractive? Come here and let me show you how much I appreciate your stripes of glitter. Do you want to go to Dr. Miami? Absolutely not. We going to the gym. Gym grown not silicone. We are working out together. Go ahead and hashtag us as #baegoals #coupleswhoworkouttogetherstaytogether. You want to switch the hair and get a tapered cut? Let me call my barber and see when we can go. Stressing and worrying? You keep hearing whispers while you’re sleeping? Nah bae, that’s not a ghost. That’s me praying for you.

So, first this bitch tries to get me killed and now this hoe raped my man. I got something for that bitch. Bae, let me get to the keys to your car.

Y'all ain't the Murder Mamas and you sure ain't Miamor, bae.” Cedes looked insulted.

Even though we had just met a few hours ago, this little girl was really starting to win over my heart. After we left the mall, we headed back to the car. “Bae,

Bae, before I know your body I want to know your bookshelf !

Bae for every step that you take in your life, remember, I’m right behind you, always there with you MaSibanda

Each of those relationships ended because the love I gave was considered too hard… too suffocating. My father mapped out the perfect blueprint for how to treat a woman. He caters hand and foot to my mother. Even showers that love onto my sister. He never had to tell me how to treat my woman because his actions spoke louder. Did I cling to my woman? Absolutely. Being up under soft melanin skin pleased me. You want to read a book. Cool, what story we reading? Wanna go shopping? Take my card if you promise to model everything for me. Those heffas at work bothering you? Let’s get animated in the mirror and act like we about to tag team. Your period on? Baby, want me to rub your belly? You need me to get those diaper looking pads with the wings? How about some lemon ginger tea? What are your dreams? You want to sell weave? Let’s catch a flight to China or India and figure out how we can become wholesalers. You wanna make cute snapchat filter videos? What filter do you want? Are they not liking your pics? Fine. I’ll blast you all over my page. Your mother threatening to kick you out. Where you wanna move? Better yet, move in with me. Just focus on school and building your brand. I got everything else. You got finals coming up. Pick a tutor. Heck, can I pay for the answers to the quiz? You think those stretch marks make you unattractive? Come here and let me show you how much I appreciate your stripes of glitter. Do you want to go to Dr. Miami? Absolutely not. We going to the gym. Gym grown not silicone. We are working out together. Go ahead and hashtag us as #baegoals #coupleswhoworkouttogetherstaytogether. You want to switch the hair and get a tapered cut? Let me call my barber and see when we can go. Stressing and worrying? You keep hearing whispers while your sleeping? Nah bae, that’s not a ghost. That’s me praying for you. There are no stipulations with me. I gave it all. I had to. It was a part of my DNA. I needed to give the love I had in me unconditionally.

What my brother had promised when he squeezed my sweaty hand as if he’d never let go was not money or letters. It was the erasure of time that goes by the name of money and letters I understood that. The sort of time in which people could become the purest they'd ever been; cancel any unimportant plans they had; and long for a random, distant ideal. Our blood, which refused to be moved by a warm prayer over breakfast, a conversation with a loving family, a life that evolves step by step-that was what made my brother free. My brother, who was somewhere in the dark sewer tunnels of Osaka. I loved that brother. Not because he was family or because he’d bought me a washing machine. What he had left to me was a long-long-lived frigidity. The stillness of a beautiful, taxidermied want.

This, right here… you and me… there are no words. How did I get so lucky, Bae?” “We got lucky. Together.

The Schubert devotee continued with her address. Eight years ago after discovering Schubert’s music, this thing she loved above all else, it was as though the scales had finally fallen from her eyes, the previously baffling vagaries of the heart resolved into a sublime symphony, and Nijinsky in his costume of yellow silk became the stars, frozen in the heavens above time’s vista, and when she first encountered that starlight shining in the sky, she drifted away along with the light, into the fine-grained matter of the distant universe, where nobody would ever find her.

Your pussy feels so good, Em. You gon’ make nut all inside this shit.” Ember moaned, “Mmm. Nut in me, bae.

She has a point,” Kema added. “His friend was fine, though. What they be calling him, realtor bae?” “Girl, no. You just made that up,” Sevyn cackled.

With Dakota emotions just flow out of me.” Rain nodded her head and smiled. “Yep, that’s bae right there with his sexy black ass.

Bae did not fight the sleep that beckoned her, her ear pressed against his chest she could hear his heart beating steadily, a gentle reminder that at least for the moment, in his arms, she was safe.

His friend was fine, though. What they be calling him, realtor bae?” “Girl, no. You just made that up,” Sevyn cackled. “I did,” Kema laughed.