i missed you as you left me in the night. i wandered and wandered throughout my brain trying to figure out what went wrong. i should’ve given you a reason to stay. what are you doing out there? are you wondering the same things that i am? it’s cold, and i am warm. come back to me. to my bed. we’ll keep each other warm.
I’ve missed your lips pressed upon mine. I’ve missed the lavender scent of loves caress upon my ever so longing cheek. I’ve missed your moles that had me mezmorized ever since I first saw your face. I’ve missed your eyes meeting mine in so many ways… I’ve missed the scent I used to carry around everytime I’d leave your arms. I’ve missed you. Period. Time continually moves on, but I can never say I didn’t have you; Because if you were never in that moment with me, how could I have ever felt this wretch in my heart that makes me miss you more and more everytime your face creeps out from the dark corners of my velvet mind. The fact of that matter is that it happened. And I still miss you at least once a day. But it happened. And for that, I couldnt never have a regret. You’ll always be missed, but you’ll never be too far.
Missed said the aching heart you are missed
missed
missed
like a gaping hole in my middle
a wound with no blood
a hurt with no heal
i don’t what to do with you
said the aching heart
a hole so empty it cannot even be filled by air. everything rushes through it, from one end right to the other. and how can you live life when things keep passing you by like that?
imissed thegoing on an expensive tip to potragle. we had 2 hrs to get there and I still missed it. so I will try again tommorow. I did end up meeting with a handsom man how turned out to know my husband and then I went shopping. I love to Shop! lots of wow factors today. I sene a girl I knew from high school who changed so much. She had fake everything from her but to her eyelashed. if she would not have reconised me I would have never know her. She had the cuties little puppy he had on puple nal polish and his very own bag to be carried with. then
i missed him so much. i didn’t even know why. there is no logical explanation as to why, because he was never mine to begin with. it’s not fair. people break your heart and then leave. it’s not fair to miss and never be missed.
Today was a horrible day. I woke up late on a monday morning and had to rush to get ready only to find out that my electricity and water had been shut off. And when I was on my way to the bus station to go to work when I saw my bus leave for the morning. I had MISSED my bus. After that my whole day was a wreck. While walking to work i was splashed on by a dirty puddle thanks to a stupid car, and I was attacked by a cat that looked like it had rabies. when i finally was able to stagger into work, my boss was so angry with me that he fired me right there and turned me back onto the streets, looking like crap, while it was raining. I had no umbrella and could only wait for another bus to come and pick me up.
While I was waiting it started hailing so hard that it hurt like heck and i had to try to run home in the cold. It really was a terrible day all because I missed my bus that morning.
i missed my best friend so much. but now i realize that she doesn’t miss me. and it’s a bit heartbreaking. but i know ill survive. just as she has. I never thought i would actually admit that i missed her. i just never knew that she was going to be such a big part of my life. well, i guess that’s over now. nothing i can do.
She missed him. This mission occupied most of her time, but when Elia was given more than five minutes to dwell upon anything at all in her head, her mind always went back to him. It was almost a physical pain at this point–and she had to hide it from the others. Everyone knew about their love affair. And if she showed any sign of missing him, Ezio wouldn’t hesitate to murder him.
I missed her. So much. It was like a piece of me, my very soul is missing. I knew people talked about missing someone that much, but I didn’t know it could actually happen. I can’t remember what she looked like, and it’s killing me. I should be able to remember her hair, her eyes, her laugh. But I can’t.
I’ve missed your lips pressed upon mine. I’ve missed the laveveder scent of loves caress upon my ever so longing cheek. I’ve missed your moles that had me mezmorized ever since I first saw your face. I’ve missed the scent I used to carry around everytime I’d leave your arms. I’ve missed you. Period. Time continually moves on, but I can never say I didn’t have you; Because if you were never in that moment with me, how could I have ever felt this wretch in my heart that makes me miss you more and more everytime your face creeps out from the dark corners of my velvet mind. The fact of that matter is that it happened. And I still miss you at least once a day. But it happened. And for that, I couldnt never have a regret. You’ll always be missed, but you’ll never be too far.
She thought she would be missed, but she was wrong. No one at the boarding school missed her, or even noticed she was gone, really. There was nothing remarkable about her mousy brown hair or the way she walked just slightly hunched over. Nothing about her really was.
I missed the train. Too many people crowding in, trying to get on, all at once. They shoved and shoved, jamming themselves into spaces formerly left open in the name of personal space. There I was: left behind on the platform, shrugging my shoulders and sharing a sardonic smile with the conductor.
I’ve missed a lot of things because my nose was in a book… like I’d hear a mumble and then hear them laugh and look up to see them smiling, but I’d just look at them confused. Out of place. And damn I lost my place in the book…
I missed you terribly. You’ve been gone so long. I never thought you would mean so much to me, but you do now. I know I’ve hurt you in the past, and I know we’ve had our differences, but I think we can look past that and to a better, happier future I know that we can share together. I want to share together. Please, give me a chance.
She stood like a great sculpture on the mountain over looking the vast roaring of the ocean. Her body and soul was numb. and She reveled on the beautiful times they shared. This pain consumed her.
once, i missed a boy. it wasn’t meant to last. I missed him with too much of my heart. I decided, eventually that he was not meant to be missed by me. so, I gave up missing him and am giving up remembering him. he may be missed by others, but no longer by me.
I saw you there. But you didn’t see me. I was watching, but you hardly recognized. If I could do it again, I would. I can stand not knowing. I wish I could have changed that moment. But, I guess, I never will.
Running down 5th Avenue,
Shoving through crowds of men in suits and
Elbowing past old women as he
Tried to follow the bright yellow ribbon that
Bounced ahead of him, just
Out of his reach.
But he missed Her and
She got away, riding shotgun in a
Bright yellow taxi, Her
Ribbon floating out of the window, all
He had left of Her now.
my chance to give Gilbert his last response. The question was confusing at first, but then somewhat arousing. If that makes me gay, well then I just don’t think I wanna live in a world where it doesn’t. I don’t have time to fit into certain molds or to live up to the expectations in a society filled with folks who have no consideration for the needs of the people around them. Gilbert knows this. That’s why he’s my friend. My very, very special friend. How special? I don’t know. But I hope someday to find out. It’s absurd to think that anyone who harbors dark secrets refuses to share them with anyone aside from the select few around them, in their inner circle. Shed light on the darkness, I say. Open it up to the world. Tell all those around you what you think and feel, let them deal with the consequences.
i miss my best friend. she lives and goes to school in another state. we talk alot but its not the same seeing her face or being able to get a hug. i miss her so much i wish people would understand exactly how it feels to have your go to person your friend for advice about things and life and everything you couldnt go to your significant other with be sooo far away. it sucks! big time!
I’ve missed those tender nights that we shared prokaryotically throughout the summer breezed nights of this Los Angeles City. I’ve missed your eyes meeting mine in so many ways.
I sure missed you, even though it didn’t seemed like it. Every night when my bed was just slightly colder, when my hand was slightly emptier, when my pictures suddenly had more space in them, I sure missed you. But it’s all normal, I guess.
johnny will be missed very dearly. he made a great roasted ham. however, his roasted peanuts with honey glaze were much better. i hope he does great in new zealand and gets to know lots of penguin people. i hope he can make it down under and bring me a koala back because i really love koalas…and kangaroos, too.
i miss my old yellow house in pittsburgh. i moved to new jersey and i live in another yellow house. it isn’t the same. i wish i could go back…back in time. i feel like i missed out on so much…not really. I just wish i could see it again.
missed people who are now gone but there not dead they are alive to some extent, i miss my best friend my father, we used to be so close but now were the furthest thing from close, i feel bad but its agravating living with a person whos sick and not normal, sometimes i wish he had something more common like something like downs or asburgers but no he has some random thing called melas its a genetic thing, he cant help what he does, hes a medical mystery but hes also a big pain, im not gonna lie im ashamed of the person my father is now and i miss everything about who he used to be
i missed a lot of moments in my lie because of the decision we have made,. There are so many alternate realities we could have lived by I have fallen into the reality I am currently in. I have missed a lot of moments that have passed me by. Hold on to who and what you’ve missed in your minds eye.
i feel like i missed this summer. its gone. done. over. what did i do with it? worked. didn’t do any of the cliche summer fun things. just worked. i felt like i had no regrets as it was taking place, but now that its gone, i realized i skipped a whole 3 months of really living. i skipped over the best time in a teens year. i missed my entire summer.
what happens when you leave someone you love? What do they do? What if they truly loved you too? You’ve left them with nothing and now if you’re lucky you’re missed. There is no guarantee that you will be but there is a chance. If they really did love you then you will be but they didn’t they may not even remember you. You hope that you impact people enough to missed one day but what happens when all the people who missed you are gone? What then, will they have told people about you who will miss them and in turn miss you or will you just be gone? Who knows. All we know is that in the end we want to be missed and we will miss people…
I missed the bus once. I missed a chance for a good girfriend. I missed the chance for my dads respect. I missed so many school assignments. I missed my bestfriends. I missed my sister going to college. I missed so many things in life.
He realized that he missed me, but it all came too late. I had finally moved on. I didn’t need to depend on him for my happiness any more. I had friends again and was once again close to my family. It took him too long to realize what he had, and it took me too long to realize how much better I could have. It was a difficult situation, but in the end everything would once again fall back into place.
i missed a field goal once during football practice. It was a far field goal but I thought I could have made it. I played soccer and that’s why i figured i should have made the field goal and not missed it. My friend Dan on my football team never missed field goals he was really good.
Ever since you came, Its never been the same. I feel a whole new person has taken over me. But thanks to you, I;m stronger and wiser. Not only will I miss you but I’ll also be glad you’re gone. It still pains to see you leave. I relive the same moment and yet I’m happy. Thank you for being so stupid. I’ll never forget it.
I MISSED THE BASEBALL GAME YESTERDAY! i cant believe it, it was my kid’s finals! at least i knew he won, but i will never be a good father knowing that i missed one of the most important things in his life, oh yeah! i missed it cuz I JUST HAD SEX! with my wife…..
I’ve missed my chance. And I have one more before it might just be too late for me to handle.
i missed you as you left me in the night. i wandered and wandered throughout my brain trying to figure out what went wrong. i should’ve given you a reason to stay. what are you doing out there? are you wondering the same things that i am? it’s cold, and i am warm. come back to me. to my bed. we’ll keep each other warm.
I’ve missed your lips pressed upon mine. I’ve missed the lavender scent of loves caress upon my ever so longing cheek. I’ve missed your moles that had me mezmorized ever since I first saw your face. I’ve missed your eyes meeting mine in so many ways… I’ve missed the scent I used to carry around everytime I’d leave your arms. I’ve missed you. Period. Time continually moves on, but I can never say I didn’t have you; Because if you were never in that moment with me, how could I have ever felt this wretch in my heart that makes me miss you more and more everytime your face creeps out from the dark corners of my velvet mind. The fact of that matter is that it happened. And I still miss you at least once a day. But it happened. And for that, I couldnt never have a regret. You’ll always be missed, but you’ll never be too far.
Missed said the aching heart you are missed
missed
missed
like a gaping hole in my middle
a wound with no blood
a hurt with no heal
i don’t what to do with you
said the aching heart
a hole so empty it cannot even be filled by air. everything rushes through it, from one end right to the other. and how can you live life when things keep passing you by like that?
imissed thegoing on an expensive tip to potragle. we had 2 hrs to get there and I still missed it. so I will try again tommorow. I did end up meeting with a handsom man how turned out to know my husband and then I went shopping. I love to Shop! lots of wow factors today. I sene a girl I knew from high school who changed so much. She had fake everything from her but to her eyelashed. if she would not have reconised me I would have never know her. She had the cuties little puppy he had on puple nal polish and his very own bag to be carried with. then
i missed him so much. i didn’t even know why. there is no logical explanation as to why, because he was never mine to begin with. it’s not fair. people break your heart and then leave. it’s not fair to miss and never be missed.
Today was a horrible day. I woke up late on a monday morning and had to rush to get ready only to find out that my electricity and water had been shut off. And when I was on my way to the bus station to go to work when I saw my bus leave for the morning. I had MISSED my bus. After that my whole day was a wreck. While walking to work i was splashed on by a dirty puddle thanks to a stupid car, and I was attacked by a cat that looked like it had rabies. when i finally was able to stagger into work, my boss was so angry with me that he fired me right there and turned me back onto the streets, looking like crap, while it was raining. I had no umbrella and could only wait for another bus to come and pick me up.
While I was waiting it started hailing so hard that it hurt like heck and i had to try to run home in the cold. It really was a terrible day all because I missed my bus that morning.
i missed my best friend so much. but now i realize that she doesn’t miss me. and it’s a bit heartbreaking. but i know ill survive. just as she has. I never thought i would actually admit that i missed her. i just never knew that she was going to be such a big part of my life. well, i guess that’s over now. nothing i can do.
I missed the chance. Not a chance, the chance.
She missed him. This mission occupied most of her time, but when Elia was given more than five minutes to dwell upon anything at all in her head, her mind always went back to him. It was almost a physical pain at this point–and she had to hide it from the others. Everyone knew about their love affair. And if she showed any sign of missing him, Ezio wouldn’t hesitate to murder him.
I missed her. So much. It was like a piece of me, my very soul is missing. I knew people talked about missing someone that much, but I didn’t know it could actually happen. I can’t remember what she looked like, and it’s killing me. I should be able to remember her hair, her eyes, her laugh. But I can’t.
I’ve missed your lips pressed upon mine. I’ve missed the laveveder scent of loves caress upon my ever so longing cheek. I’ve missed your moles that had me mezmorized ever since I first saw your face. I’ve missed the scent I used to carry around everytime I’d leave your arms. I’ve missed you. Period. Time continually moves on, but I can never say I didn’t have you; Because if you were never in that moment with me, how could I have ever felt this wretch in my heart that makes me miss you more and more everytime your face creeps out from the dark corners of my velvet mind. The fact of that matter is that it happened. And I still miss you at least once a day. But it happened. And for that, I couldnt never have a regret. You’ll always be missed, but you’ll never be too far.
She thought she would be missed, but she was wrong. No one at the boarding school missed her, or even noticed she was gone, really. There was nothing remarkable about her mousy brown hair or the way she walked just slightly hunched over. Nothing about her really was.
I missed the train. Too many people crowding in, trying to get on, all at once. They shoved and shoved, jamming themselves into spaces formerly left open in the name of personal space. There I was: left behind on the platform, shrugging my shoulders and sharing a sardonic smile with the conductor.
I’ve missed a lot of things because my nose was in a book… like I’d hear a mumble and then hear them laugh and look up to see them smiling, but I’d just look at them confused. Out of place. And damn I lost my place in the book…
I miss home. I hope I am “missed”. Things that are missed are the things you usually should have never lost or left. A good and bad word.
I missed you terribly. You’ve been gone so long. I never thought you would mean so much to me, but you do now. I know I’ve hurt you in the past, and I know we’ve had our differences, but I think we can look past that and to a better, happier future I know that we can share together. I want to share together. Please, give me a chance.
She stood like a great sculpture on the mountain over looking the vast roaring of the ocean. Her body and soul was numb. and She reveled on the beautiful times they shared. This pain consumed her.
once, i missed a boy. it wasn’t meant to last. I missed him with too much of my heart. I decided, eventually that he was not meant to be missed by me. so, I gave up missing him and am giving up remembering him. he may be missed by others, but no longer by me.
I saw you there. But you didn’t see me. I was watching, but you hardly recognized. If I could do it again, I would. I can stand not knowing. I wish I could have changed that moment. But, I guess, I never will.
Running down 5th Avenue,
Shoving through crowds of men in suits and
Elbowing past old women as he
Tried to follow the bright yellow ribbon that
Bounced ahead of him, just
Out of his reach.
But he missed Her and
She got away, riding shotgun in a
Bright yellow taxi, Her
Ribbon floating out of the window, all
He had left of Her now.
my chance to give Gilbert his last response. The question was confusing at first, but then somewhat arousing. If that makes me gay, well then I just don’t think I wanna live in a world where it doesn’t. I don’t have time to fit into certain molds or to live up to the expectations in a society filled with folks who have no consideration for the needs of the people around them. Gilbert knows this. That’s why he’s my friend. My very, very special friend. How special? I don’t know. But I hope someday to find out. It’s absurd to think that anyone who harbors dark secrets refuses to share them with anyone aside from the select few around them, in their inner circle. Shed light on the darkness, I say. Open it up to the world. Tell all those around you what you think and feel, let them deal with the consequences.
People are missed…periods are missed….soldiers are missed…trains are missed…dates missed…flights…family…
i miss my best friend. she lives and goes to school in another state. we talk alot but its not the same seeing her face or being able to get a hug. i miss her so much i wish people would understand exactly how it feels to have your go to person your friend for advice about things and life and everything you couldnt go to your significant other with be sooo far away. it sucks! big time!
I’ve missed those tender nights that we shared prokaryotically throughout the summer breezed nights of this Los Angeles City. I’ve missed your eyes meeting mine in so many ways.
dad molly maddy key west sassy nick <3 family :/ maine new hampshire childhood friends cousins susie! my grandmothers old pets :/
I sure missed you, even though it didn’t seemed like it. Every night when my bed was just slightly colder, when my hand was slightly emptier, when my pictures suddenly had more space in them, I sure missed you. But it’s all normal, I guess.
johnny will be missed very dearly. he made a great roasted ham. however, his roasted peanuts with honey glaze were much better. i hope he does great in new zealand and gets to know lots of penguin people. i hope he can make it down under and bring me a koala back because i really love koalas…and kangaroos, too.
i miss my old yellow house in pittsburgh. i moved to new jersey and i live in another yellow house. it isn’t the same. i wish i could go back…back in time. i feel like i missed out on so much…not really. I just wish i could see it again.
You life love lovers lost friends opportunities kisses hugs gazes words nights periods understood moments
missed people who are now gone but there not dead they are alive to some extent, i miss my best friend my father, we used to be so close but now were the furthest thing from close, i feel bad but its agravating living with a person whos sick and not normal, sometimes i wish he had something more common like something like downs or asburgers but no he has some random thing called melas its a genetic thing, he cant help what he does, hes a medical mystery but hes also a big pain, im not gonna lie im ashamed of the person my father is now and i miss everything about who he used to be
i missed a lot of moments in my lie because of the decision we have made,. There are so many alternate realities we could have lived by I have fallen into the reality I am currently in. I have missed a lot of moments that have passed me by. Hold on to who and what you’ve missed in your minds eye.
i miss you…
i feel like i missed this summer. its gone. done. over. what did i do with it? worked. didn’t do any of the cliche summer fun things. just worked. i felt like i had no regrets as it was taking place, but now that its gone, i realized i skipped a whole 3 months of really living. i skipped over the best time in a teens year. i missed my entire summer.
what happens when you leave someone you love? What do they do? What if they truly loved you too? You’ve left them with nothing and now if you’re lucky you’re missed. There is no guarantee that you will be but there is a chance. If they really did love you then you will be but they didn’t they may not even remember you. You hope that you impact people enough to missed one day but what happens when all the people who missed you are gone? What then, will they have told people about you who will miss them and in turn miss you or will you just be gone? Who knows. All we know is that in the end we want to be missed and we will miss people…
I missed the bus once. I missed a chance for a good girfriend. I missed the chance for my dads respect. I missed so many school assignments. I missed my bestfriends. I missed my sister going to college. I missed so many things in life.
He realized that he missed me, but it all came too late. I had finally moved on. I didn’t need to depend on him for my happiness any more. I had friends again and was once again close to my family. It took him too long to realize what he had, and it took me too long to realize how much better I could have. It was a difficult situation, but in the end everything would once again fall back into place.
i missed a field goal once during football practice. It was a far field goal but I thought I could have made it. I played soccer and that’s why i figured i should have made the field goal and not missed it. My friend Dan on my football team never missed field goals he was really good.
Ever since you came, Its never been the same. I feel a whole new person has taken over me. But thanks to you, I;m stronger and wiser. Not only will I miss you but I’ll also be glad you’re gone. It still pains to see you leave. I relive the same moment and yet I’m happy. Thank you for being so stupid. I’ll never forget it.
I MISSED THE BASEBALL GAME YESTERDAY! i cant believe it, it was my kid’s finals! at least i knew he won, but i will never be a good father knowing that i missed one of the most important things in his life, oh yeah! i missed it cuz I JUST HAD SEX! with my wife…..