yeah since I was a little girl, sometimes I think I’m over it but I’m not; I cry about it once a year, I haven’t this year though. It is hard to miss your dad. Death is hard
Missed. Thats all I wanted to feel last month. I’d tried every trick in the good old seduction book, but everything seemed to backfire and make me miss him even more. I guess what I should have been looking to feel was free.
I missed the train again. I hate when I miss the train, because then I miss the start of the work day, and then I miss out on the big box of doughnuts that Marcia brings every morning for the office, and someone (yeah, you, Bill) always takes my favorite chocolate glazed doughnut.
I missed it, a moment… The whole room was watching me. Tumbled to the floor this mewling screaming sentient growth. I looked down to my chest to see a gaping wound where it came from. I felt a small trickle of my blood following suit, towards the creature. I gingerly hauled myself down to inspect the quivering mess between my shoes, myself and the rest of the room hushed as we stopped in t
I can’t believe I missed the party! I’ve waited forever to go to this party and I had to get sick. I always miss everything. I missed a whole year of school because I was recovering from a surgery.
I missed the train yesterday to take me to Hogwarts. I WANNA BE A WIZARD!!!!!!! i really wished i hadn’t missed it. sad day. i dont really know what else im supposed to writie. im missing the point i think.OH WELL. im going to a game today. a football game. except… im not for any of the teams. its weird. i go to different high school than my friends.
Det är mycket jag saknar. I mitt liv har jag förlorat mycket. Det började med en hamster när jag var 8, mormor när jag var 12 (och som jag ännu idag är lite skamsen för att jag inte saknade tillräckligt mycket med en gång.
Like a ball off the tip of the glove, I just missed her. time had gotten away and it was over. I was left with the feeling of emptiness and grass stains on my white pants.
I missed my one chance. He asked. I thought. And I said no. Why was I so foolish? I thought he was a nerd, that people would laugh at us as we walk hand in hand down the hallway. I could have had him. He could have been mine. I was stupid, thinking someone better would come along. I had a chance. And I missed it.
ive missed alot of things in my life, i miss my father, i miss my brother, i miss my dog growing up and i sure as hell miss the house i grew up in. although i am living every day to the fullest and am not dwelling on this thought anymore, i am completely appreciative for everything in my life and i will not be missing anything else.
someone
daughter
being loved
happy
birthday
drinking
having sex
being with someone
having money
tattoos
aunt Doreen
family
BBQs
parties
living alone
my own appartment
love
house
yard
keeping yard
making family meals
getting back at him
feeling secure
meetings
going for drives
opportunity
dancing
He stood on the station and watched the passers-by on the opposite platform. An old man was in a heated conversation with what appeared to be his wife. He thrust a ticket into her hand and wobbled to his feet, clutching his walking stick. A girl nodded to the beat of her headphones, her black fringe gyrating madly in time. The sun emerged from a cloud above him and a head of red hair caught a flash of light. He stood up. The woman lifted a hand to her face and rubbed her forehead. It was her. There was a roaring and his train idled into the station. He paused for a fraction of a second before grabbing his briefcase and racing to the other side. As he got there, his train pulled out of the station. The red-haired girl slid into a window seat; the doors slid shut and the train slipped out.
I missed a chance to go out west and work in film. I missed a chance to find a career working behind the scenes of the movies. It was a dream. I missed the opportunity to live a crazy hippie existence. And why? Because I didn’t want to live my life being treated like garbage. I am happy in the life I have now.
all i can say is
you wont be missed
you’ll be gone soon
lost in the swirling mist
of a summer’s eve ten years gone
a lonely memory
as scared as a new fawn
no longer leaping with joy of the dawn
but weeping tears for those gone
Missing is the apidimy of loss. throughout my entire existence I have missed many opportunities. Many are missed but the loss of missing them is the greater culprit.
I have missed a lot of people in my life. But it helps to think about where they are while you are missing them. Whether they have died or you are on a trip away from them. Who do you miss?
I wonder what it would be like to feel missed. I know what it feels like to miss somebody but i don’t really recognize the feeling of being missed…. Is it painful? Like when you miss somebody? Or should it bring you joy to know that somebody loves you so much that the absence of your presence brings THEM pain?
I missed my train today, I was late for work and because of that I never went. My wife was missing me so I went home instead. I didn’t miss my sons soccer game and he never missed a shot.
i really missed home when i was gone. i missed the bright sunshine and the songs of chirping birds that were familiar to my midwestern ears. You dont really notice how much you miss something untill its gone. Enjoy the simple things, while theyre still there. i hate having to leave and be away from things that are familiar. I hate that feeling in the pit of your stomach when you know you will never feel this way or be with this person probably ever again. You just cant look back. Dont do it. It brings backs too many memories that are sour to your small heart.
She had missed. Disbelief froze her in her place, her stance ready, her bowstring now loosened from it’s taut position. There was no sign of her arrow, the gaping bulls’ eye staring back at her with an emptiness that she couldn’t wrap her head around. The arrow had left the bow like silk, cutting effortlessly through the air, only to miss.
The carnie winked and handed three hollow balls like gifts
To the pigeon, who drew back and took aim
Years of the army condensed to one coconut
That became shrapel in the fruit and stuffed toys
you every day you were gone missed that one chance i had to take the right path missed you when u walked out that door or when you clicked that button and hung up missed the times they said that word in that movie and apparently missed the name of the movie too missed you when u got up and left to get some water missed you every second of my life.
What was that? Missed? I threw it perfectly straight. How could I have missed? Yes, I can trace my arrows with a gps, but I know that was straight on. I felt it pierce. I felt the satisfaction of hitting my goal between the eyes.
i missed you a lot today. I couldn’t get the picture of you out of my mind, my head, my soul; your body. all i could see flowing in the breeze of the fan turning. it’s a horrible thing to imagine. i couldn’t imagine. i can’t.
I missed the train yesterday and got all wet because it was raining. I had to walk the 15 blocks to work and ended up somehow being early. I felt refreshed and realized that maybe this would be my new transportation to work. I felt energized by the mere thought of it and smiled.
I really missed getting to see the old faithful dog before he died last night. I always called him Sebastian the Peace Keeper. He was so trusting, loving and a gentle soul of God. When we first adopted him I was skeptical, now I know that I was truly blessed by his presence. He was love incarnate.
Grandpa. You’re missed. I really miss you so much it’s ridiculous. Even though we didn’t have really that much of a relationship, I really just want to see you again and know you. I guess I just realized how much I wanted to know you when you went away. So sad I didn’t realize it earlier. You are missed. But we’ll see again. I know it for sure.
yeah since I was a little girl, sometimes I think I’m over it but I’m not; I cry about it once a year, I haven’t this year though. It is hard to miss your dad. Death is hard
Missed. Thats all I wanted to feel last month. I’d tried every trick in the good old seduction book, but everything seemed to backfire and make me miss him even more. I guess what I should have been looking to feel was free.
Something I am not. By anyone. Or at least I’m not told it. Something I do myself a lot. With people and buses and oven timers.
I missed the train again. I hate when I miss the train, because then I miss the start of the work day, and then I miss out on the big box of doughnuts that Marcia brings every morning for the office, and someone (yeah, you, Bill) always takes my favorite chocolate glazed doughnut.
I remember the funny way you came into my life.
and the painful way you left.
I cant bear to see you with her, this pain is all too real.
I missed it, a moment… The whole room was watching me. Tumbled to the floor this mewling screaming sentient growth. I looked down to my chest to see a gaping wound where it came from. I felt a small trickle of my blood following suit, towards the creature. I gingerly hauled myself down to inspect the quivering mess between my shoes, myself and the rest of the room hushed as we stopped in t
I can’t believe I missed the party! I’ve waited forever to go to this party and I had to get sick. I always miss everything. I missed a whole year of school because I was recovering from a surgery.
I missed the train yesterday to take me to Hogwarts. I WANNA BE A WIZARD!!!!!!! i really wished i hadn’t missed it. sad day. i dont really know what else im supposed to writie. im missing the point i think.OH WELL. im going to a game today. a football game. except… im not for any of the teams. its weird. i go to different high school than my friends.
Det är mycket jag saknar. I mitt liv har jag förlorat mycket. Det började med en hamster när jag var 8, mormor när jag var 12 (och som jag ännu idag är lite skamsen för att jag inte saknade tillräckligt mycket med en gång.
Like a ball off the tip of the glove, I just missed her. time had gotten away and it was over. I was left with the feeling of emptiness and grass stains on my white pants.
I missed my one chance. He asked. I thought. And I said no. Why was I so foolish? I thought he was a nerd, that people would laugh at us as we walk hand in hand down the hallway. I could have had him. He could have been mine. I was stupid, thinking someone better would come along. I had a chance. And I missed it.
Because I missed you, really.
I asked how you were, are you doing okay?
Was that you?
Because I missed you.
ive missed alot of things in my life, i miss my father, i miss my brother, i miss my dog growing up and i sure as hell miss the house i grew up in. although i am living every day to the fullest and am not dwelling on this thought anymore, i am completely appreciative for everything in my life and i will not be missing anything else.
sad
crying
happy
running
mad
jump
toothpaste
someone
daughter
being loved
happy
birthday
drinking
having sex
being with someone
having money
tattoos
aunt Doreen
family
BBQs
parties
living alone
my own appartment
love
house
yard
keeping yard
making family meals
getting back at him
feeling secure
meetings
going for drives
opportunity
dancing
He stood on the station and watched the passers-by on the opposite platform. An old man was in a heated conversation with what appeared to be his wife. He thrust a ticket into her hand and wobbled to his feet, clutching his walking stick. A girl nodded to the beat of her headphones, her black fringe gyrating madly in time. The sun emerged from a cloud above him and a head of red hair caught a flash of light. He stood up. The woman lifted a hand to her face and rubbed her forehead. It was her. There was a roaring and his train idled into the station. He paused for a fraction of a second before grabbing his briefcase and racing to the other side. As he got there, his train pulled out of the station. The red-haired girl slid into a window seat; the doors slid shut and the train slipped out.
I missed a chance to go out west and work in film. I missed a chance to find a career working behind the scenes of the movies. It was a dream. I missed the opportunity to live a crazy hippie existence. And why? Because I didn’t want to live my life being treated like garbage. I am happy in the life I have now.
all i can say is
you wont be missed
you’ll be gone soon
lost in the swirling mist
of a summer’s eve ten years gone
a lonely memory
as scared as a new fawn
no longer leaping with joy of the dawn
but weeping tears for those gone
I missed you so much dad. I cant even begin to explain. you will always be missed. Im sorry they took you from us too early. ill never forgive them
Missing is the apidimy of loss. throughout my entire existence I have missed many opportunities. Many are missed but the loss of missing them is the greater culprit.
Fuck, I’m pregnant.
Fuck, she’s pregnant.
Fuck, they’re my parents.
Fuck, I missed family guy.
i feel like i missed my purpose in life. i always feel like i’m missing something from life. i miss all the easiness of my childhood.
I have missed a lot of people in my life. But it helps to think about where they are while you are missing them. Whether they have died or you are on a trip away from them. Who do you miss?
I wonder what it would be like to feel missed. I know what it feels like to miss somebody but i don’t really recognize the feeling of being missed…. Is it painful? Like when you miss somebody? Or should it bring you joy to know that somebody loves you so much that the absence of your presence brings THEM pain?
everything that means something because its behind me. Wish I could not miss it but that means I don’t get to remember it and care.
I miss this already.
I missed my train today, I was late for work and because of that I never went. My wife was missing me so I went home instead. I didn’t miss my sons soccer game and he never missed a shot.
i really missed home when i was gone. i missed the bright sunshine and the songs of chirping birds that were familiar to my midwestern ears. You dont really notice how much you miss something untill its gone. Enjoy the simple things, while theyre still there. i hate having to leave and be away from things that are familiar. I hate that feeling in the pit of your stomach when you know you will never feel this way or be with this person probably ever again. You just cant look back. Dont do it. It brings backs too many memories that are sour to your small heart.
She had missed. Disbelief froze her in her place, her stance ready, her bowstring now loosened from it’s taut position. There was no sign of her arrow, the gaping bulls’ eye staring back at her with an emptiness that she couldn’t wrap her head around. The arrow had left the bow like silk, cutting effortlessly through the air, only to miss.
The carnie winked and handed three hollow balls like gifts
To the pigeon, who drew back and took aim
Years of the army condensed to one coconut
That became shrapel in the fruit and stuffed toys
DO NOT KNOW WHERE SOMEONE IS AND CAN NOT FIND IT
you every day you were gone missed that one chance i had to take the right path missed you when u walked out that door or when you clicked that button and hung up missed the times they said that word in that movie and apparently missed the name of the movie too missed you when u got up and left to get some water missed you every second of my life.
What was that? Missed? I threw it perfectly straight. How could I have missed? Yes, I can trace my arrows with a gps, but I know that was straight on. I felt it pierce. I felt the satisfaction of hitting my goal between the eyes.
I missed my bus this morning. It was a terrible experience. My daily bus driver is still on strike in Anna’s name, and it is driving all of us mad.
i missed you a lot today. I couldn’t get the picture of you out of my mind, my head, my soul; your body. all i could see flowing in the breeze of the fan turning. it’s a horrible thing to imagine. i couldn’t imagine. i can’t.
I missed the train yesterday and got all wet because it was raining. I had to walk the 15 blocks to work and ended up somehow being early. I felt refreshed and realized that maybe this would be my new transportation to work. I felt energized by the mere thought of it and smiled.
I really missed getting to see the old faithful dog before he died last night. I always called him Sebastian the Peace Keeper. He was so trusting, loving and a gentle soul of God. When we first adopted him I was skeptical, now I know that I was truly blessed by his presence. He was love incarnate.
This is a word. It starts with m. There is an I in it.
when someone is longing for someone? this is hard. When you’ve not had someone there that you’re used to having there and it’s killing you inside.
Grandpa. You’re missed. I really miss you so much it’s ridiculous. Even though we didn’t have really that much of a relationship, I really just want to see you again and know you. I guess I just realized how much I wanted to know you when you went away. So sad I didn’t realize it earlier. You are missed. But we’ll see again. I know it for sure.
Missed my kids when they were away, yet they drive me crazy when they are home… That is what happens when they grow up I suppose.