When you can, let me know how long you're willing to miss me for.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
You will always be missed. Please, never doubt that. -Yayhair
I don't know. I missed you all of my life, before even meeting you
I missed you when I thought I found you
while you were just simply passing from my life path, heading elsewhere...
I don't know if I can miss you anymore, no i don't miss you
this would give me a flavour of the underworld while I am still alive.
i am not against life neither bitter about it, to follow you
no regrets for the love that i sent back to the sky when you decided to kill your soul or just simply not be there for me
neverland is not the place of never, the name is misleading...to discourage the dead to enter...
The funny thing is I won't miss him.
If we are truly transcendent,infinitely. If not, guess I'd better brace myself. Could be a helluva wait to find out we were mistaken. :) Until then, love & miss you on KS time. ox Me
you didn't like the distance. you didn't like the distance because you couldn't keep your thoughts at ease. you didn't like the distance because you couldn't trust me to love you from all those miles... it broke my heart.
I would like to say 'forever', but that would be too kind.
Forever. I have no choice. Sometimes I wish you didn't either.
I don't have a choice. I never stop missing you because I can't stop missing you. I missed you when you were gone. I missed you the most though when I would lay with you with my head upon your chest listening to you breathe; to the beating of your heart, feeling the warmth of your body all around me. You see I've never had a choice in the matter. I missed you even when you were here.
Do I have a choice to not miss you forever?
... forever might be endless without you but you know I know you'll always be somewhere in the ether, just out of sight. or maybe, somewhere deeply hidden, inside this scarred scar*let heart...
come on, wake up!
The funny (or sad) thing is, if they don't let you know, then you already know the answer.
In the stillness of quiet moments and in the chaos of everyday, I found myself missing you so much. Like no words to describe the immense pain I am feeling because YOU are not in my life anymore.
You haunt me everyday. In my dreams and in my sleep - YOU are there. Always there. Now tell me, how long is forever?
Until then, I am missing YOU.
Feelings change. Memories don't. A part of me will always miss you.
Please let me know if you ever missed me.
I'm not the one that must miss you. I know you are always here with me. You said you wouldn't ever leave me. I know you don't make promises you don't keep. When you're ready I'm here.
Not too much longer. I know you'll come home eventually.
Keep taking puffs of hope an intense, past longing will be lit for a smirking ego. Don't inhale too long because she quit smoking.
Missing you is like missing hell.
She's not bound for hell.
They won't tear us apart. I won't let them.
It's already torn. You wanted her to let you go so badly, she did, she let go. Let go yourself.
"You told me to let go. But you were the one holding onto my shirt." -iwtfy Let me, let go. I want to. Stop twisting my words, stop haunting me. You're getting exactly what you wanted.
He said let go. She let go. He thinks she didn't. But she did. So his pride and ego over his words... which will win? Let her go.
I never wanted you to let go.
It's okay, sweetheart. Ok to let go now. Be free.
I'm sure you won't miss me.
The sad thing is you won't miss me. You don't even care.
Our truth is in the center. Trust it.
I won't ever let go.
"You can only lose what you cling to." ~Buddha~ (Waaahhh, F.B.)
I miss you even when you were here.
I'm gone yet that hunter still hunts me... in unkinder ways now. Why...
I wish you'd come and hunt me.
Over a year
in the blind.
without a call
without a kill
I'm the hunter!
Please send me a private mail at pleasefindthis at gmail dot com
You're a great guy love. It isn't you.
Do you really think I have control over this? Maybe I do and don't realize it? Maybe I love missing you? Maybe if you came to me, I would say "Ok you can go away now. I don't miss you anymore." Maybe it's better this way?
I can say this.... I'm a very patient person.
The moment you are next to me is the moment I stop; The moment I'm in the path of our past, I miss you less cause I feel you there; Weirdly, when a similar figure of yours appear, is when I loss my existance of now. I'll never forgive you for leaving me.
What's the point of missing you when you don't miss me back?
Do you ever miss me too?
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