missing

All the faces on the photographs have changed,To not confuse it all, the names remain the same

A photo frame with many pictures is the best present ever for a long trip. I can almost feel all those moments..

For my success I am immensely grateful to God, my parents, my family, my friends, my teachers and to the books I read.

There should be a little gap between you and your friends, though you'll miss their companionship and you'll also miss their disrespect.

Who misses what they have never, ever even imagined?

I can__ sleep alone anymoreand I get used tocompanytoo quickly. You__e always gone too soon.

What a wonderful sadness to miss the one you have loved forever, it seems, and know that she is waiting at home.

...grief is loved turned into an eternal missing. ...It can't be contained in hours or days or minutes.

I try to remember everything, every thing, but sometimes I forget something. I don__ even know what it is sometimes, but I know it__ not coming to me, something about him isn__ coming to me and when that happens, when a piece is missing, it makes me crazy. I don__ know what to do with that.

Sometimes it's your fragrance that comes to me, out of the blue, on a crowded road in a Sunday afternoon.But more often, it's memories of us that cross my mind almost every lone evening.All I want is to lessen the pain I feel every night.But every morning I wake up is another day, hopeless and miserable, with nothing but a deafening silence, a wave of tears, memories and your absence.

You lose a wallet or keys or something and you notice in a second, but your life can go missing and you don't even know it.

You kissed me that morning as if you__ never done it before and never would again and now I write another letter that I will never dare to send, collecting memories of loss like chains tight around my chest,and if you see a fire from the shore tonightit__ my chains going up in flames.

What I want to know is how you go on when you look aroundand don__ see anywhere you want to go without the only personyou can__ have.

I miss you in the maddening noise of crowd,I hear your laughter at my folly with sweet indifference,I miss you like a frozen tear finding its course,I miss you in your presence inside me,I miss you in the every breath I take.

I've missed you so much it's felt like missing you is all I am. Like if someone looked inside me, there wouldn't be a skeleton and muscles and blood and nerves. There'd just be memories of you and all the things I've tried to say and ripped out of this notebook, all the things I want to say but can't because I don't have the words.

I miss you in the maddening noise of crowd,I hear your laughter at my folly with sweet indifference,I miss you like a frozen tear finding its course,I miss you in your presence inside me,I miss you in every breath I take.

We play phone tag, back and forth, the kind of tag where it's clear we're avoiding each other, where no one wants to be touched, tagged, you're it

I'm tired of hurting from the people who leave me. I'm tired of getting comfortable with others. I tell you everything and you leave. It's like you're take what is good in me and all that is left in me is an empty shitty feeling.