I missed my chance to be awesome. I missed it and I want to have it back. The time to do the things to be done. I missed the words to say. I want them back. Now.
You came. You left. You split my world in half. You made me a different person. But thanks to you, I am more strong. I know what’s right and what’s wrong and it’s all thanks to you. I feel blessed but I’m even more blessed that now I’m not able to see you anymore. But sometimes the pain of you being missed can sometimes hurt. x
Being missed is one of the greatest feelings even though it may hurt, you’ll also find something that can be accomplished with it. It can hurt and it can be a happy feeling. You’re blessed/
I missed you for a long time. It was no fun. Now I do not miss you anymore. You came back into my life whenever you wanted and made me miss you more. Now I have control. You can come and go as you please, but I will still be here and I won’t miss you. I am stronger now and I feel good about it.
I missed you. I thought that it would only be a short time until I saw you again. But I was wrong. I lived a long long time. But here we are, together. Forever. And I will never leave. Because I missed you terribly.
I missed her. It was true. The world was an empty and lonely place that I could no longer understand. She was my rock, everything I believed in- and now she was gone. I sat looking out the window for hours on end- hoping to find myself somewhere in the world outside…But the streets below yielded empty faces and the cold stare of a passerby.
i am unloved and not missed , will i be missed when i am gone from this world, or will i just miss the ones i love, but they would be happier without me,,,, missed
don’t wait, go for what you really want in life. you don’t want to look back, and think “man, that was one of the best things that could of happened to me. and i missed out.”
you miss every funny thing i do. its like u purposely turn your head just in time. last year you missed my bday … made me sad. im sorry you miss me but umm i dont miss you… soooo goodbye!
honey i missed the way you use to talk to me. the way the love will spew through ur words. i missed the way you looked at me like i was the only girl that could ever turn you on. you missed my
“this is it” she thought “this is my chance to get the heck out of here”
out of the corner of her eye she could see her oppressor. He was close, but if she moves now, while he is distracted, she could get lost in the crowd and never have to see his ageing face again. she could do it. she knew she could, but as she begins to move she finds her body not responding to her instructions. she tries to snap out of it, but her body wont budge.
“its too risky” said a voice in her head “what happens after you leave? its safer to stay with him”
“move!” she screams to herself. she cant believe it. she tries to walk, but her feet are glued to the floor. when she finally moves her arm an inch she knows it wont take long for her feet to follow.
“im going to do it”
thats when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
“lets go” said the man.
All the things in life you miss. The moment and experiences. The people you don’t get to see enough. Hopefully you will get to experience it all. Meet each thing. You might miss a ball when you kick. But you’ll kick it again some other time. I never want to miss out. Iife is just too short for any of that.
I really missed you yesterday, you were the only thing that reminded me of home. The way I would feel as I rested on your warm soul, began instantly reminding me of what I had always yearned for, what I knew I had always missed. I miss you more than I remember your memories. Please
It all happened so fast. She ran with all of her might. She pushed on until she couldn’t push any more. Her heart throbbed, her head sweat, her throat clogged. But in the end, she missed it… He was gone. It didn’t happen again. The moment was erased forever from becoming a memory. Lost. Missed.
I missed the way he walked by me in the streets. I missed the way his fingers curled around my hair when I sleep. I missed the way he sniffled during chick flicks. I missed him more than anything–he was the only one I wanted.
I missed you. Only you. You are all that i can think about. You are my cliche and i do not mind. I’m going to be jealous when i hear that you are with ‘him’ but i guess what i never knew will not be missed.
i really miss home, it’s infuriating and frustrating but I still feel some positive nostalgia towards the situation. I want to go home but I know I’m already there. This is the same place, different paint-job. These are the same people and they all deserve the same love.
Missed. I missed you so much this summer. i never realized how much i needed you. my stomach hurt. no one was there to help me. i hgot my new sopio game. i had to play alone. it was not fun. i started talking to myself! talking to my own self. yea. i really miss you. come back.
I miss my dad. More than anything. He will be missed forever, by many people. It’s weird that this word happened to come up now. Missing is mostly what I’ve been doing lately…. if that even makes any sense at all. Doesn’t matter if it doesn’t anyways
One word I love is love. Too many people believe that they are in love and they have no concept of what love is. Love is giving to the person you are in love with not taking. It isn’t about what you get but what you give. Sometimes you have to give up someone when you truly love them and want what is best for that person.What you want is to see that person happy no matter the cost to you. Jesus gave His life so that we might live, now that is love
i missed something on the way to school it was the bus. i dont know i guess i need to catch a ride or drive my car. i mean… i dont even take the bus. so its okay. i have a parking sticker now that im a senior, so missing the bus isnt a issue anymore. just as long as i wake up on time and dont get caught in traffic im good.
Missing the train was never a good thing, but today of all days it was the worst possible event. An interview gone out the window, a date to be late for…now what? The next train wouldn’t arrive for three more hours!
Why oh why had she agreed to do the interview two cities over? It was almost impossible to reach in time.
i missed the bus one morning and i was late to school. i missed my boyfriend today so i called him. i missed my mom the other day so i told her i loved her. i missed breakfast today so i was hungry. i missed my old friends so i got new ones but it didnt feel the same :/ i missed the end of this sente
“We’ve missed you, Jensen” went the sultry voice. “We have many thing planned for you, but for some reason we lost a bit of contact with you. Where were you, by the way?”
Where was I? How the fuck should I know that? Jensen bellowed into the receiver, suddenly filled with energy. You know so godamned much about me, you tell me! And with that, he slammed the receiver back in its cradle.
The train pulled away just seconds before she ran up to the platform. Terrible luck. It wasn’t that she couldn’t wait the ten minutes. It was the feeling of a near-miss. Like that stranger who catches her eye at the drugstore, and then turns away to pay for his cough drops.
I want to be missed. I want to feel important to someone. Being missed means someone is thinking about you and wishes you were were there. They want things to be the way they use to be.
i missed you like you had no idea. that sound logic, because then again, you had NO IDEA, which breaks my hart. but i guess i’m over it already, although the scar is still there. maybe not on my heart (because i thought it was love, but it wasn´t) but on my mind.. yeah.
baby brother, you are missed. I’ve missed you from the moment you left. you have no idea. they always say grief hurts less over time and i guess that’s true but i’ll never forget and the ache that’s in my chest when i realize that you never got to go to kindergarten or the prom or my wedding or meet your brothers…. overwhelms me at times. I’m sorry you missed all that. I’m so, so sorry.
i missed my chance with so many things and now its too late and im running out of time. like i always am in life. i feel so rushed to do everything. it so frustating and makes me upset. its strangling.
Tears and laughter. A lonely blue house on the side of a mountain. You and me and me and you. Love and death. I miss smiles. Touches of your hand. I miss warmth. Touches of your heart. I miss it.
i almost wanted to cry. i had run 26 blocks. 26 blocks in 94 degree weather, with three bags jammed with my clothes to catch that stupid nj transit bus, filled with shady people who always wanted to talk when they should just stare at the window instead. and i issed it, and i’m so sweaty. and i missed it, and i began to cry, because i missed you with that bus. that 20.75 dollar ticket was my ticket to you,my golden ticket. and i missed it, so i sat on my duffel bags in the summer’s hazy heat and cried from missing you.
i missed you so much once you left, but you also missed so much as well. you missed me growing up and making better choices, you missed me finder better influences in my life and most importantly you missed me becoming the person i am today. i just wish you missed me as much as i missed you. things just aren’t the same without you. i hope your happy though.
“I missed you!” She called to me as she ran like a tipping toddler running to meet their daddy.
“I missed you too” I lied to her, wondering why she hadn’t moved on and left like I had wished. How do you leave someone who’s so in love with you they don’t even know who they are on their own anymore?
i have missed you a lot. less and less but still some. you broke up with me at the end of october. we were fading because we both didnt know how to love. some days i miss you more than others. some days i miss you, but i know that we are not good or perfect for each other. but all i know is i like being around you you make me lauhg. when other people are around us, though it makes me feel like shit because i just want you for myself.
I missed my chance to be awesome. I missed it and I want to have it back. The time to do the things to be done. I missed the words to say. I want them back. Now.
You came. You left. You split my world in half. You made me a different person. But thanks to you, I am more strong. I know what’s right and what’s wrong and it’s all thanks to you. I feel blessed but I’m even more blessed that now I’m not able to see you anymore. But sometimes the pain of you being missed can sometimes hurt. x
Being missed is one of the greatest feelings even though it may hurt, you’ll also find something that can be accomplished with it. It can hurt and it can be a happy feeling. You’re blessed/
I missed you for a long time. It was no fun. Now I do not miss you anymore. You came back into my life whenever you wanted and made me miss you more. Now I have control. You can come and go as you please, but I will still be here and I won’t miss you. I am stronger now and I feel good about it.
sad person
rain
tears
goodbye
love
friendship
family
good friend
remembered
I missed you. I thought that it would only be a short time until I saw you again. But I was wrong. I lived a long long time. But here we are, together. Forever. And I will never leave. Because I missed you terribly.
I missed her. It was true. The world was an empty and lonely place that I could no longer understand. She was my rock, everything I believed in- and now she was gone. I sat looking out the window for hours on end- hoping to find myself somewhere in the world outside…But the streets below yielded empty faces and the cold stare of a passerby.
i am unloved and not missed , will i be missed when i am gone from this world, or will i just miss the ones i love, but they would be happier without me,,,, missed
“Fuck.”
And there she went. The greatest woman I had ever known. Anna. Gone. From my life, never to be seen again.
I broke down then and there at the trainstation. The love of my life gone from me. God knows when I’ll see her next
don’t wait, go for what you really want in life. you don’t want to look back, and think “man, that was one of the best things that could of happened to me. and i missed out.”
you miss every funny thing i do. its like u purposely turn your head just in time. last year you missed my bday … made me sad. im sorry you miss me but umm i dont miss you… soooo goodbye!
honey i missed the way you use to talk to me. the way the love will spew through ur words. i missed the way you looked at me like i was the only girl that could ever turn you on. you missed my
“this is it” she thought “this is my chance to get the heck out of here”
out of the corner of her eye she could see her oppressor. He was close, but if she moves now, while he is distracted, she could get lost in the crowd and never have to see his ageing face again. she could do it. she knew she could, but as she begins to move she finds her body not responding to her instructions. she tries to snap out of it, but her body wont budge.
“its too risky” said a voice in her head “what happens after you leave? its safer to stay with him”
“move!” she screams to herself. she cant believe it. she tries to walk, but her feet are glued to the floor. when she finally moves her arm an inch she knows it wont take long for her feet to follow.
“im going to do it”
thats when she felt a hand on her shoulder.
“lets go” said the man.
her only chance, and she missed it.
All the things in life you miss. The moment and experiences. The people you don’t get to see enough. Hopefully you will get to experience it all. Meet each thing. You might miss a ball when you kick. But you’ll kick it again some other time. I never want to miss out. Iife is just too short for any of that.
I really missed you yesterday, you were the only thing that reminded me of home. The way I would feel as I rested on your warm soul, began instantly reminding me of what I had always yearned for, what I knew I had always missed. I miss you more than I remember your memories. Please
It all happened so fast. She ran with all of her might. She pushed on until she couldn’t push any more. Her heart throbbed, her head sweat, her throat clogged. But in the end, she missed it… He was gone. It didn’t happen again. The moment was erased forever from becoming a memory. Lost. Missed.
I missed the way he walked by me in the streets. I missed the way his fingers curled around my hair when I sleep. I missed the way he sniffled during chick flicks. I missed him more than anything–he was the only one I wanted.
I missed you. Only you. You are all that i can think about. You are my cliche and i do not mind. I’m going to be jealous when i hear that you are with ‘him’ but i guess what i never knew will not be missed.
i really miss home, it’s infuriating and frustrating but I still feel some positive nostalgia towards the situation. I want to go home but I know I’m already there. This is the same place, different paint-job. These are the same people and they all deserve the same love.
Missed. I missed you so much this summer. i never realized how much i needed you. my stomach hurt. no one was there to help me. i hgot my new sopio game. i had to play alone. it was not fun. i started talking to myself! talking to my own self. yea. i really miss you. come back.
I miss my dad. More than anything. He will be missed forever, by many people. It’s weird that this word happened to come up now. Missing is mostly what I’ve been doing lately…. if that even makes any sense at all. Doesn’t matter if it doesn’t anyways
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One word I love is love. Too many people believe that they are in love and they have no concept of what love is. Love is giving to the person you are in love with not taking. It isn’t about what you get but what you give. Sometimes you have to give up someone when you truly love them and want what is best for that person.What you want is to see that person happy no matter the cost to you. Jesus gave His life so that we might live, now that is love
i missed something on the way to school it was the bus. i dont know i guess i need to catch a ride or drive my car. i mean… i dont even take the bus. so its okay. i have a parking sticker now that im a senior, so missing the bus isnt a issue anymore. just as long as i wake up on time and dont get caught in traffic im good.
Missing the train was never a good thing, but today of all days it was the worst possible event. An interview gone out the window, a date to be late for…now what? The next train wouldn’t arrive for three more hours!
Why oh why had she agreed to do the interview two cities over? It was almost impossible to reach in time.
i missed the bus one morning and i was late to school. i missed my boyfriend today so i called him. i missed my mom the other day so i told her i loved her. i missed breakfast today so i was hungry. i missed my old friends so i got new ones but it didnt feel the same :/ i missed the end of this sente
“We’ve missed you, Jensen” went the sultry voice. “We have many thing planned for you, but for some reason we lost a bit of contact with you. Where were you, by the way?”
Where was I? How the fuck should I know that? Jensen bellowed into the receiver, suddenly filled with energy. You know so godamned much about me, you tell me! And with that, he slammed the receiver back in its cradle.
The train pulled away just seconds before she ran up to the platform. Terrible luck. It wasn’t that she couldn’t wait the ten minutes. It was the feeling of a near-miss. Like that stranger who catches her eye at the drugstore, and then turns away to pay for his cough drops.
I want to be missed. I want to feel important to someone. Being missed means someone is thinking about you and wishes you were were there. They want things to be the way they use to be.
I missed you, but i don’t anymore. You tore my heart into little bitty pieces. Now you want me back, and you’ve missed your chance.
i missed you like you had no idea. that sound logic, because then again, you had NO IDEA, which breaks my hart. but i guess i’m over it already, although the scar is still there. maybe not on my heart (because i thought it was love, but it wasn´t) but on my mind.. yeah.
baby brother, you are missed. I’ve missed you from the moment you left. you have no idea. they always say grief hurts less over time and i guess that’s true but i’ll never forget and the ache that’s in my chest when i realize that you never got to go to kindergarten or the prom or my wedding or meet your brothers…. overwhelms me at times. I’m sorry you missed all that. I’m so, so sorry.
i missed my chance with so many things and now its too late and im running out of time. like i always am in life. i feel so rushed to do everything. it so frustating and makes me upset. its strangling.
Missed chances. Missed loved ones. Missed pets. Missed the ball. Missed the bus. Missed my mom. Missed friends. Missed signs.
My aching back missing happy morning sleepy time.
I miss the work.
Off target sometimes, but alway on track.
Sometimes I hit it spot on.
Tears and laughter. A lonely blue house on the side of a mountain. You and me and me and you. Love and death. I miss smiles. Touches of your hand. I miss warmth. Touches of your heart. I miss it.
i almost wanted to cry. i had run 26 blocks. 26 blocks in 94 degree weather, with three bags jammed with my clothes to catch that stupid nj transit bus, filled with shady people who always wanted to talk when they should just stare at the window instead. and i issed it, and i’m so sweaty. and i missed it, and i began to cry, because i missed you with that bus. that 20.75 dollar ticket was my ticket to you,my golden ticket. and i missed it, so i sat on my duffel bags in the summer’s hazy heat and cried from missing you.
i missed you so much once you left, but you also missed so much as well. you missed me growing up and making better choices, you missed me finder better influences in my life and most importantly you missed me becoming the person i am today. i just wish you missed me as much as i missed you. things just aren’t the same without you. i hope your happy though.
“I missed you!” She called to me as she ran like a tipping toddler running to meet their daddy.
“I missed you too” I lied to her, wondering why she hadn’t moved on and left like I had wished. How do you leave someone who’s so in love with you they don’t even know who they are on their own anymore?
i have missed you a lot. less and less but still some. you broke up with me at the end of october. we were fading because we both didnt know how to love. some days i miss you more than others. some days i miss you, but i know that we are not good or perfect for each other. but all i know is i like being around you you make me lauhg. when other people are around us, though it makes me feel like shit because i just want you for myself.