sure, those old habits die hard, but the young men die easy–just the other night, on the news, this one guy, he crashed his car into–get this!–the shitty cigarette store his momma said he was conceived in–and that’s how big a deal this was, she was willing to admit this on the news, it was big-time, too, CNN or something, where the fluff pieces are really sad pieces, cause then you’ll think it was impactful and all that crap and tune back in at a later date–so anyway
I guess my point is
ever heard the term ‘too ugly to be pessimistic’? I mean, you can go down to the bar anyway, but you’re not gonna get laid that way.
missed is what i think about when i remember past relationships and friendships. at one time i missed my ex. at one time i missed sam and megan. right now i don’t miss anyone and im glad for that.
i have missed what you had for me, i thought. it was walking in the way of truth, i thought, but now i see that i haven’t missed it at all, but it is all part of the journey and i will find what i am looking for. more to the point, you will find me, and nothing at all ever will be missed.
it’s funny that the verb “to miss” would be presented here in the past tense. My biggest worry currently is in the missing. Missed implies that that is all over. I don’t want my missing to be over and I don’t want to lose my miss. But it would be nice not to have to miss anymore.
i am empty, carved and caught
starving, crying out
phantoms on my skin, phantoms behind my eyes
touch me with your memories
sighs like my name jolting through with lighting
Something you want but didn’t get. An opportunity. Only one time in your life. Now. Make decisions. Choose for once in your life what you want for you. Always lived for someone else. Now, I can live for myself. I want different things.
I missed you last night. I missed our laughs, our fights, or make-ups, our break ups. I just missed every moment with you. It was amazing with you. I just missed everything. I guess it just wasn’t enough to keep you around.
I missed the game last night. I heard it was amazing. They finally won. AND I MISSED IT.
Missed the boat. So many regrets from missed opportunities. I wish I could turn back time, but truth is I need to stop focusing on what I have missed and make sure I don’t miss my future.
i missed you. That morning we both got on the bus heading downtown. I know i was trying to run into you, and i can only hope you were trying to do the same. Maybe i’ll see you tomorrow.
I missed you all day today, whenever I caught myself looking at the sky, remembering your eyes, your smile, your hair, the touch of your skin, your voice.
i missed the hockey game last night. I missed you. you left me. You left me there, alone. It wasn’t good. I felt hopeless. I missed you last night. I missed the warm nights we had. i missed the good times, and the bad. the laughs. it was all wonderful. I missed everything we had. I missed us. I missed it. I missed. I missed. Missed. I hate you. I missed you, and you left. ouch. it wasnt good,
Everyone misses something, and I believe the past tense of the word says so much. Whatever it was that we were supposed to see, supposed to understand, supposed to love, is gone. We passed over it. We weren’t look hard enough. We missed it. It has passed us by.
I miss many things, but things I miss the most are the things that I have missed completely.
I missed the bus. I missed my last chance. I missed the boy that at first seemed to make my life complete, but I missed the warning signs and now I missed the mark. I missed the spring weather that seemed so nice, replaced by the cold fall weather and missed warmth in my life.
When I left you at the grocery store last week after I checked out and rolled out of the store into my car I couldn’t help but think of how much I missed when you would go grocery shopping with me and make it that much more enjoyable. I really missed your company as I sat through that fiteen minute drive home. And I still miss you now as I sit here and write this.
I hope I’ll be missed by someone when I’m gone off the face of this earth. I don’t them to cry, or punch a whole in the wall over the fact that I’m dead. If there’s some way after death to know that I’ll be missed by someone, then I’ll know that there was someone out there that cared for me.
the word that show the longing for another..the world will have missed yet another opportunity to show what humans can really do..yes we are smart but we have gone beyond the fighting of dumber animals and simply perfected the means to kill. Once i have missed many…at some point I hope I have been missed…I miss my brother…I know one day when my father has passed I will miss him…I miss my very old dogs rascal ..and the living roxanne…I miss the days before..I have missed so many chances that I think there must be a point where chances cease to appearr.
Poverty world hungry and every pain in the world. We all sit back and watch and we do nothing why not help and do something in the world, let’s make a change.
I’ve never really talked to her before, since I was a young and ignorant girl when I was 7. She treated me so well like I was some sort of God’s gift. She cooked for us, bought many nice clothes and toys, and I was really grateful. She even gave me one advice, that could last a lifetime, ‘stay humble’.
RIP Grandma, you will be dearly missed. I love you so much.
i miss you. i miss how you used to act like you liked me. i miss it so much i don’t feel it any more. it’s just a daydream of the past, and i know that i won’t be missed, no matter how much i miss you. there’s no use dwelling on the past, but it’s hard no to miss you when you gave me so much to remember.
I missed you. I missed you so much it was unbearable. You’re still gone and I don’t want to go on, because I know I’ll always have an empty spot in my heart where you used to be. I also just missed the bus.
“You will be missed”
She was well aware, I think. And, with mascara running down our cheeks, the five of us huddled, and prayed. It was time to say goodbye, but not forever. Not forever, but for now.
something is missing.. I might just realise it or let it be, if it was important i will certainly realise, if not, what the hell, it’s always good to renew things..
I miss my old school, the old way of life…before my best friend moved away. Before my crying trend started (well, skyrocketed.) Before my father started getting rougher, and higher expectations came. Before I slacked off, before everything.
As dumbledore one said, “You shall be sorely missed.” or something like that.
You have been missed and long gone. I don’t miss you though, because of everything you have done to me. I’m kind of tired of how you think everyone should respect you because of how important you think you are.
i have missed you for so long and the minute i saw you my eyes lit up with excitement. You have no idea how much your presence meant to me. After not seein gyou for 2 years and randomly spotting your face out, you could probably tell the deep connection we truly have had for quite some time. I have missed your smile. I have missed your laugh. I have missed your jokes about me. Even though you degrade me in every sentence you say, it makes us both laugh. Your the only one who has the right to do that and a smile will actually come from me. But i think since i have missed you too much, that my heart is tired of waiting on your indecisiveness.
i miss my friends and california trips and kate. I missed a lot of tings i wish I could have gone to. I missed times and events and experiences that would have changed me. I missed being a different me and all the things that would mean that I don’t know because I didn’t change that way.
Sam sighed, reloaded, and took aim again. Sure, his ego needed a little stroking. Help him feel better, Colonel Jackson had said. Let him think he’s competent.
That wasn’t the same as letting him think she was incompetent, was it?
Apparently, to Joey, it was.
She fired.
She missed.
Joey laughed some more.
She remembered when he didn’t even know how to smile, and she missed again.
My eyes still sticky with mourning sleep, I walked out the door. I knew you would be gone when I got home. I knew that your room would be empty. That you toothbrush would be gone and the sweet aroma of you natural smell… would be gone. All I wanted to do was to hug you and hold you in my arms. All I wanted to do was to tell you how much I longed for you and your unruly hair. You, and your contagious laugh. You, and your intense gazing eyes. All I wanted to do was to tell you exactly how I felt. All I did was walk out the door. Now you are far away, the other side of the country. Now all I can do is think about you. I don’t miss you at all, no, missing you is not the right word. My heart is broken because I want you and I grieve for you because I know that I will not see you when I wake up in the mourning.
well one day i was ridin my bike to the store you see.. mama didn’t want me to go alone but i did it anyway. I didn’t know it at the time but i wasn’t paying too much attention as to where i was going you see. next thing i know i missed my turn and i just had no clue where i was. i didn’t think too much about it because daddy always said you’ll end up back home if you ever get lost.
there is something about this word that makes me think of every opportunity that I could have taken in the past. I missed so many things. things that could have made life easier, better. what can I do to make things better
sure, those old habits die hard, but the young men die easy–just the other night, on the news, this one guy, he crashed his car into–get this!–the shitty cigarette store his momma said he was conceived in–and that’s how big a deal this was, she was willing to admit this on the news, it was big-time, too, CNN or something, where the fluff pieces are really sad pieces, cause then you’ll think it was impactful and all that crap and tune back in at a later date–so anyway
I guess my point is
ever heard the term ‘too ugly to be pessimistic’? I mean, you can go down to the bar anyway, but you’re not gonna get laid that way.
missed is what i think about when i remember past relationships and friendships. at one time i missed my ex. at one time i missed sam and megan. right now i don’t miss anyone and im glad for that.
When I think of “missed”, I think about someone losing someone they love. I miss a lot of things and people…
i have missed what you had for me, i thought. it was walking in the way of truth, i thought, but now i see that i haven’t missed it at all, but it is all part of the journey and i will find what i am looking for. more to the point, you will find me, and nothing at all ever will be missed.
Long distance relationship –
it’s funny that the verb “to miss” would be presented here in the past tense. My biggest worry currently is in the missing. Missed implies that that is all over. I don’t want my missing to be over and I don’t want to lose my miss. But it would be nice not to have to miss anymore.
i am empty, carved and caught
starving, crying out
phantoms on my skin, phantoms behind my eyes
touch me with your memories
sighs like my name jolting through with lighting
Missed. Past tense, but still true. I miss you.
Something you want but didn’t get. An opportunity. Only one time in your life. Now. Make decisions. Choose for once in your life what you want for you. Always lived for someone else. Now, I can live for myself. I want different things.
I missed you last night. I missed our laughs, our fights, or make-ups, our break ups. I just missed every moment with you. It was amazing with you. I just missed everything. I guess it just wasn’t enough to keep you around.
I missed the game last night. I heard it was amazing. They finally won. AND I MISSED IT.
Missed the boat. So many regrets from missed opportunities. I wish I could turn back time, but truth is I need to stop focusing on what I have missed and make sure I don’t miss my future.
i missed the catch
i missed your calls
i missed your touch
i missed your balls
i missed you. That morning we both got on the bus heading downtown. I know i was trying to run into you, and i can only hope you were trying to do the same. Maybe i’ll see you tomorrow.
I missed you all day today, whenever I caught myself looking at the sky, remembering your eyes, your smile, your hair, the touch of your skin, your voice.
i missed the hockey game last night. I missed you. you left me. You left me there, alone. It wasn’t good. I felt hopeless. I missed you last night. I missed the warm nights we had. i missed the good times, and the bad. the laughs. it was all wonderful. I missed everything we had. I missed us. I missed it. I missed. I missed. Missed. I hate you. I missed you, and you left. ouch. it wasnt good,
Everyone misses something, and I believe the past tense of the word says so much. Whatever it was that we were supposed to see, supposed to understand, supposed to love, is gone. We passed over it. We weren’t look hard enough. We missed it. It has passed us by.
I miss many things, but things I miss the most are the things that I have missed completely.
I missed the bus. I missed my last chance. I missed the boy that at first seemed to make my life complete, but I missed the warning signs and now I missed the mark. I missed the spring weather that seemed so nice, replaced by the cold fall weather and missed warmth in my life.
When I left you at the grocery store last week after I checked out and rolled out of the store into my car I couldn’t help but think of how much I missed when you would go grocery shopping with me and make it that much more enjoyable. I really missed your company as I sat through that fiteen minute drive home. And I still miss you now as I sit here and write this.
I’ve missed you. The way we laughed. and played. and shared our souls…
It’s a shame we haven’t met each other yet…. I’ve missed you.
I hope I’ll be missed by someone when I’m gone off the face of this earth. I don’t them to cry, or punch a whole in the wall over the fact that I’m dead. If there’s some way after death to know that I’ll be missed by someone, then I’ll know that there was someone out there that cared for me.
the word that show the longing for another..the world will have missed yet another opportunity to show what humans can really do..yes we are smart but we have gone beyond the fighting of dumber animals and simply perfected the means to kill. Once i have missed many…at some point I hope I have been missed…I miss my brother…I know one day when my father has passed I will miss him…I miss my very old dogs rascal ..and the living roxanne…I miss the days before..I have missed so many chances that I think there must be a point where chances cease to appearr.
Aimed and missed; the story of my life.
“Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.”
Poverty world hungry and every pain in the world. We all sit back and watch and we do nothing why not help and do something in the world, let’s make a change.
I’ve never really talked to her before, since I was a young and ignorant girl when I was 7. She treated me so well like I was some sort of God’s gift. She cooked for us, bought many nice clothes and toys, and I was really grateful. She even gave me one advice, that could last a lifetime, ‘stay humble’.
RIP Grandma, you will be dearly missed. I love you so much.
i miss you. i miss how you used to act like you liked me. i miss it so much i don’t feel it any more. it’s just a daydream of the past, and i know that i won’t be missed, no matter how much i miss you. there’s no use dwelling on the past, but it’s hard no to miss you when you gave me so much to remember.
Sometimes things are. Sometimes people. It’s a sad sort of feeling, an achingly rainy Saturday sad.
I missed you. I missed you so much it was unbearable. You’re still gone and I don’t want to go on, because I know I’ll always have an empty spot in my heart where you used to be. I also just missed the bus.
“You will be missed”
She was well aware, I think. And, with mascara running down our cheeks, the five of us huddled, and prayed. It was time to say goodbye, but not forever. Not forever, but for now.
something is missing.. I might just realise it or let it be, if it was important i will certainly realise, if not, what the hell, it’s always good to renew things..
I miss my old school, the old way of life…before my best friend moved away. Before my crying trend started (well, skyrocketed.) Before my father started getting rougher, and higher expectations came. Before I slacked off, before everything.
As dumbledore one said, “You shall be sorely missed.” or something like that.
You have been missed and long gone. I don’t miss you though, because of everything you have done to me. I’m kind of tired of how you think everyone should respect you because of how important you think you are.
i have missed you for so long and the minute i saw you my eyes lit up with excitement. You have no idea how much your presence meant to me. After not seein gyou for 2 years and randomly spotting your face out, you could probably tell the deep connection we truly have had for quite some time. I have missed your smile. I have missed your laugh. I have missed your jokes about me. Even though you degrade me in every sentence you say, it makes us both laugh. Your the only one who has the right to do that and a smile will actually come from me. But i think since i have missed you too much, that my heart is tired of waiting on your indecisiveness.
i miss my friends and california trips and kate. I missed a lot of tings i wish I could have gone to. I missed times and events and experiences that would have changed me. I missed being a different me and all the things that would mean that I don’t know because I didn’t change that way.
“You missed!” Joey jeered.
Sam sighed, reloaded, and took aim again. Sure, his ego needed a little stroking. Help him feel better, Colonel Jackson had said. Let him think he’s competent.
That wasn’t the same as letting him think she was incompetent, was it?
Apparently, to Joey, it was.
She fired.
She missed.
Joey laughed some more.
She remembered when he didn’t even know how to smile, and she missed again.
My eyes still sticky with mourning sleep, I walked out the door. I knew you would be gone when I got home. I knew that your room would be empty. That you toothbrush would be gone and the sweet aroma of you natural smell… would be gone. All I wanted to do was to hug you and hold you in my arms. All I wanted to do was to tell you how much I longed for you and your unruly hair. You, and your contagious laugh. You, and your intense gazing eyes. All I wanted to do was to tell you exactly how I felt. All I did was walk out the door. Now you are far away, the other side of the country. Now all I can do is think about you. I don’t miss you at all, no, missing you is not the right word. My heart is broken because I want you and I grieve for you because I know that I will not see you when I wake up in the mourning.
well one day i was ridin my bike to the store you see.. mama didn’t want me to go alone but i did it anyway. I didn’t know it at the time but i wasn’t paying too much attention as to where i was going you see. next thing i know i missed my turn and i just had no clue where i was. i didn’t think too much about it because daddy always said you’ll end up back home if you ever get lost.
One day I was late for the bus. I couldn’t help it, but I had to sleep in. I missed a night of rest because I had too much on my mind.
the soreness of my hip. hungers of my core…mistaken for excitement. cringes never ignored
the origin of the word is bushcanaha
it means banana split pie with a side dish of raisins and fried mushy cheese.
there is something about this word that makes me think of every opportunity that I could have taken in the past. I missed so many things. things that could have made life easier, better. what can I do to make things better