Loss is learning.
Loss is coping.
Loss is a part of life in which we have to deal with.
We may not except it, nor may we like it..
But it is what it is.
We will rebuild, start over, and do it again.
Because it is what we are taught to do.
It doesn’t stop for anyone.
Life does go on.
Korall.
loss is the kind of thing that can define someones life. it can make us seem like a road map of times we went wrong. I lost a lover and I still want her back.
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Loss is what happens when you lose something. Most people associate loss with death. Like when someone dies you “lose” them. I have never suffered a loss. Sometimes I lose things. Then they go to the pool of forgotten things and I find them again. But I have never lost a person. That’s a silly way to think of someone dying. Losing them. Like it is an accident. That’s dumb. Why can’t people just talk about death like it really is.
Ariadne
Loss isn’t about what you no longer possess. Often whoever or whatever takes from you is worse. Losing a friend can show you your own mortality, your own mistakes, your own idiocy.
Maybe that’s a very selfish way of looking at the world.
Gattsuru
Loss. I lost them. No one can ever replace them because they were the only ones like them that there ever was and ever will be. You are you, and I am me, and they are who they are. I cannot change them, nor can I change you, to replace them or make them return to me.
That is what the acceptance of loss is. Focus on the new.
Noe
I think people make too much of an issue out of things. They’re just going to get lost, stolen, or in the best case, given to your children when you die. Focus instead on things that don’t disappear with time – friends and family.
Dann
I am at aloss for what to say. A loss of hope, a loss of love- has completely engulfed what I formerly thought of as my “self”.
He lied to me. He told me that he saw a future for us, or we never would have gotten back together for the second, and even more painful time. I think. I love him still. I miss him so much. And he’s sitting right there.
Smirk
It’s a stone, falling out of sight on the bride, that special symbol you’ve carried for so long it hurts to think about. It’s her eyes, the memory fading them so you barely remember that perfect shade of hazel-brown anymore. It’s the game you wanted to win so bad you hurt someone else in the effort, standing on the sidelines watching the victory play through. It is the source, the beginning, the end.
Pax
fear, pain. it makes me feel like I did when I my beloved pet rat die. but in order to gain, we must first lose something.
Bryn
I lost my best friend this past year. His name was Lee mills. He was more than a friend, in some ways like my brother, in some ways like a boyfriend, he was just amazing. I also lost my father. It’s painful… I miss them and my heart aches every day for what I could have had. :(
Alyx
Loss.
name
A smile, everyday. A laugh, every hour. Clouded eyes that held no life .. Those were mine. A fake laugh & a fake smile. So broken. And all because of the loss of my heart, my life .. My true love. Goodnight & goodbye.
Christina
How long can a loss be lost? Litarlly lost? You get found by finding the Creator. It’s just common sense. I was lost, felt like I was being watched and pressured to do things that I know i never wanted to. I was lost. But i searched and found the seeker, I found out He has always been there, waiting for me to look and see him. It’s amazing knowing that even when a desire to become lost again, to get back into disaster, He still waits…..waits for His lost to search and be found
sheep of the Shepard
this is what i feel after she left me. It is deeper than the mountains and longer than any measure. When she comes back it will be nothing and less than imaginable. This is always such a sad word for all humans for it means so much for a four letter word.
andrew trombly
loss of a brother is the first thing that comes to mind. i lost mine almost 3.5 years ago unexpectedly. that’s the worst kind of loss. the kind you don’t see coming. the kind you can’t prepare for. the kind you’ll never forgive yourself for.
jamie
greif. pain.losing a loved one. losing something.
Serena
I lost my job. FInally. I can sit and eat cheetos on the couch and not worry about make-up or digging under someone’s sweaty shirt to find their bra size. Screw them. Who needs them anyway. Guess i’ll have to shop somewhere cheap for lingerie now. Oh well.
Sam
Loss is a hard thing to come by
Dealt with day by day
A continual feeling
Of emptiness
Of loneliness
Never to be filled
And never to be looked back upon
Sarah7d7
I cried. I stared at the floor, over his bloodied body and cried. I looked at my blood stained shirt, the knife beside me and I shivered. My mind was at loss, much like my love, whom I murdered.
Amanda Clark
This is loss
duh
loss of time..gonna get it back.
think of the future to get over the past. i have not lost and you will not win. today..tomorrow..or ever again…thanks for this thought.
erica newsome
i just lost the game. but really, losing things sucks. i lost my sunglasses and i really wish i had them. losing people sucks more though
judy
Loss (1) loss (2) loss (3) loss (4) loss (5)
I’ve lost that many of those I’ve loved
And hope that they watch over me, above
.
This year I will try to move on and up
And carry their love in my heart
and live my life with a fresh start
Unilove
of his hair was the first thing he noticed. He was barely thirty but it was already happening. He wondered if his beard would set it off, make it less noticeable. He wondered if anyone would love him anyway and decided they wouldn’t; they hadn’t since he was twenty-four even with hair on his head.
cupcake
海洋は戻っている水滴を歓迎します。
蓮
I don’t deal with it well.
I’d rather just not talk about it.
Before it happens again.
I loose, I lost.
I never want to vocalize the sweet tune of my loss.
leigh
to lose a friend… the loss of their presence in your daily life, to no longer have them to talk to, laugh with. Why do they move on? The wind blows their soul in a different direction, and all you can do is stand and watch, and know they left a beautiful mark on your life.
April
loss. why this word. the inescapable crash and burn of loss. just a void. loss is life. excuse me, darling, but i have a hole i want you to fill. loss is a lie for lads and lasses – those who do not wish to be lovers. loss. so empty
hollow. resonant with the loss of meaning. loss loses all meaning. dropping.
holly
the loss was unbearable for her. She could not imagine waking up in the morning and not hearing her voice. her mother, her hero, her best friend. Taken from her like a thief in the night, taken by the monster that was ovarian cancer. how could she go on? how could she tell her own children that they were without a grandmother? how could she do it alone?
marissa
letting it go. feather. floating down. whispers. gentle air. memories flow out, stream down, seep, dry away.
carlos duarte
loss of something or someone valuable is something quite painful to admit, especially to ourselves. it is true that we may not appreciate something or someone till it is gone.
j
i loss my handphone last year. i dont know what something to explain another word. i know im losing someone.
rainbow
when i think i have lost you it breaks my heart and i just want to be happy and live simply with you away from all the influences that neither of us really like but often succumb to. why? we are better than that and we know it…and we are not even weak…when will we be able to find each other?
kara
It hit her like a wave, crashing onto her chest and knocking the breath out of her, drawing back deceptively before slamming into her heart again. The baby was gone. The baby was gone. The baby. Was gone.
She huddled on the bench and waited for the tide to go out.
you.
loss creates the heartless motion that we often find ourselves squirming to get away from finally we approach or uncertainties with nothing less than an ability of some awkward pause but that pause becomes nothing more than an idea in the heads of all of our know spirits
yeah man
When i was in the hospital i remember grabbing my mother’s hand fearing loss, fearing the lack of motion that would surround me if anything happened there, if anything would take memories away, if she wouldn’t realise how important a look, a touch, a whisper of motivation and optimism was, how loss would tumble my life down. Just that moment defined a whole life. Just a life defined every moment of many others.
Jones
She walked through the streets, hardly noticing the rain that fell, soaking her to the bone. How could the world keep turning, how could everyone just walk around as if nothing had happened? The worlds greatest scientest was dead, and nobody seemed to care. Without him, the world would be stuck so far in the past, these people wouldn’t be living with their convience and the ease of their lives.
Kendra
Loss. It means an end for some. A beginning for others. When people think about loss, it’s a negative connotation. But the fact is, sometimes losing something makes one love it even more.
someone
pain
jerrodprater
The only thing worse than suffering a loss is to hold on to that loss forever. It will drag you down and multiply your loss daily if you don’t get over it and move on. It is like getting up everyday, deeper in debt. So cut your losses and get on with your life. If you are lucky your reward will be recouping that loss ten fold, just for being mature enough to see what an opportunity it was in the first place.
Loss is learning.
Loss is coping.
Loss is a part of life in which we have to deal with.
We may not except it, nor may we like it..
But it is what it is.
We will rebuild, start over, and do it again.
Because it is what we are taught to do.
It doesn’t stop for anyone.
Life does go on.
loss is the kind of thing that can define someones life. it can make us seem like a road map of times we went wrong. I lost a lover and I still want her back.
Loss is what happens when you lose something. Most people associate loss with death. Like when someone dies you “lose” them. I have never suffered a loss. Sometimes I lose things. Then they go to the pool of forgotten things and I find them again. But I have never lost a person. That’s a silly way to think of someone dying. Losing them. Like it is an accident. That’s dumb. Why can’t people just talk about death like it really is.
Loss isn’t about what you no longer possess. Often whoever or whatever takes from you is worse. Losing a friend can show you your own mortality, your own mistakes, your own idiocy.
Maybe that’s a very selfish way of looking at the world.
Loss. I lost them. No one can ever replace them because they were the only ones like them that there ever was and ever will be. You are you, and I am me, and they are who they are. I cannot change them, nor can I change you, to replace them or make them return to me.
That is what the acceptance of loss is. Focus on the new.
I think people make too much of an issue out of things. They’re just going to get lost, stolen, or in the best case, given to your children when you die. Focus instead on things that don’t disappear with time – friends and family.
I am at aloss for what to say. A loss of hope, a loss of love- has completely engulfed what I formerly thought of as my “self”.
He lied to me. He told me that he saw a future for us, or we never would have gotten back together for the second, and even more painful time. I think. I love him still. I miss him so much. And he’s sitting right there.
It’s a stone, falling out of sight on the bride, that special symbol you’ve carried for so long it hurts to think about. It’s her eyes, the memory fading them so you barely remember that perfect shade of hazel-brown anymore. It’s the game you wanted to win so bad you hurt someone else in the effort, standing on the sidelines watching the victory play through. It is the source, the beginning, the end.
fear, pain. it makes me feel like I did when I my beloved pet rat die. but in order to gain, we must first lose something.
I lost my best friend this past year. His name was Lee mills. He was more than a friend, in some ways like my brother, in some ways like a boyfriend, he was just amazing. I also lost my father. It’s painful… I miss them and my heart aches every day for what I could have had. :(
Loss.
A smile, everyday. A laugh, every hour. Clouded eyes that held no life .. Those were mine. A fake laugh & a fake smile. So broken. And all because of the loss of my heart, my life .. My true love. Goodnight & goodbye.
How long can a loss be lost? Litarlly lost? You get found by finding the Creator. It’s just common sense. I was lost, felt like I was being watched and pressured to do things that I know i never wanted to. I was lost. But i searched and found the seeker, I found out He has always been there, waiting for me to look and see him. It’s amazing knowing that even when a desire to become lost again, to get back into disaster, He still waits…..waits for His lost to search and be found
this is what i feel after she left me. It is deeper than the mountains and longer than any measure. When she comes back it will be nothing and less than imaginable. This is always such a sad word for all humans for it means so much for a four letter word.
loss of a brother is the first thing that comes to mind. i lost mine almost 3.5 years ago unexpectedly. that’s the worst kind of loss. the kind you don’t see coming. the kind you can’t prepare for. the kind you’ll never forgive yourself for.
greif. pain.losing a loved one. losing something.
I lost my job. FInally. I can sit and eat cheetos on the couch and not worry about make-up or digging under someone’s sweaty shirt to find their bra size. Screw them. Who needs them anyway. Guess i’ll have to shop somewhere cheap for lingerie now. Oh well.
Loss is a hard thing to come by
Dealt with day by day
A continual feeling
Of emptiness
Of loneliness
Never to be filled
And never to be looked back upon
I cried. I stared at the floor, over his bloodied body and cried. I looked at my blood stained shirt, the knife beside me and I shivered. My mind was at loss, much like my love, whom I murdered.
This is loss
loss of time..gonna get it back.
think of the future to get over the past. i have not lost and you will not win. today..tomorrow..or ever again…thanks for this thought.
i just lost the game. but really, losing things sucks. i lost my sunglasses and i really wish i had them. losing people sucks more though
Loss (1) loss (2) loss (3) loss (4) loss (5)
I’ve lost that many of those I’ve loved
And hope that they watch over me, above
.
This year I will try to move on and up
And carry their love in my heart
and live my life with a fresh start
of his hair was the first thing he noticed. He was barely thirty but it was already happening. He wondered if his beard would set it off, make it less noticeable. He wondered if anyone would love him anyway and decided they wouldn’t; they hadn’t since he was twenty-four even with hair on his head.
海洋は戻っている水滴を歓迎します。
I don’t deal with it well.
I’d rather just not talk about it.
Before it happens again.
I loose, I lost.
I never want to vocalize the sweet tune of my loss.
to lose a friend… the loss of their presence in your daily life, to no longer have them to talk to, laugh with. Why do they move on? The wind blows their soul in a different direction, and all you can do is stand and watch, and know they left a beautiful mark on your life.
loss. why this word. the inescapable crash and burn of loss. just a void. loss is life. excuse me, darling, but i have a hole i want you to fill. loss is a lie for lads and lasses – those who do not wish to be lovers. loss. so empty
hollow. resonant with the loss of meaning. loss loses all meaning. dropping.
the loss was unbearable for her. She could not imagine waking up in the morning and not hearing her voice. her mother, her hero, her best friend. Taken from her like a thief in the night, taken by the monster that was ovarian cancer. how could she go on? how could she tell her own children that they were without a grandmother? how could she do it alone?
letting it go. feather. floating down. whispers. gentle air. memories flow out, stream down, seep, dry away.
loss of something or someone valuable is something quite painful to admit, especially to ourselves. it is true that we may not appreciate something or someone till it is gone.
i loss my handphone last year. i dont know what something to explain another word. i know im losing someone.
when i think i have lost you it breaks my heart and i just want to be happy and live simply with you away from all the influences that neither of us really like but often succumb to. why? we are better than that and we know it…and we are not even weak…when will we be able to find each other?
It hit her like a wave, crashing onto her chest and knocking the breath out of her, drawing back deceptively before slamming into her heart again. The baby was gone. The baby was gone. The baby. Was gone.
She huddled on the bench and waited for the tide to go out.
loss creates the heartless motion that we often find ourselves squirming to get away from finally we approach or uncertainties with nothing less than an ability of some awkward pause but that pause becomes nothing more than an idea in the heads of all of our know spirits
When i was in the hospital i remember grabbing my mother’s hand fearing loss, fearing the lack of motion that would surround me if anything happened there, if anything would take memories away, if she wouldn’t realise how important a look, a touch, a whisper of motivation and optimism was, how loss would tumble my life down. Just that moment defined a whole life. Just a life defined every moment of many others.
She walked through the streets, hardly noticing the rain that fell, soaking her to the bone. How could the world keep turning, how could everyone just walk around as if nothing had happened? The worlds greatest scientest was dead, and nobody seemed to care. Without him, the world would be stuck so far in the past, these people wouldn’t be living with their convience and the ease of their lives.
Loss. It means an end for some. A beginning for others. When people think about loss, it’s a negative connotation. But the fact is, sometimes losing something makes one love it even more.
pain
The only thing worse than suffering a loss is to hold on to that loss forever. It will drag you down and multiply your loss daily if you don’t get over it and move on. It is like getting up everyday, deeper in debt. So cut your losses and get on with your life. If you are lucky your reward will be recouping that loss ten fold, just for being mature enough to see what an opportunity it was in the first place.