#missing

Miss someone until they come back, or until you come back, until their absence in your life becomes something to be avoided at all costs. Miss them until you don’t have to anymore, until you’re reunited in your favorite booth in your favorite restaurant ordering your favorite meal, miss them until it feels like you never left. Or miss them until you can’t anymore, until the things you miss are identified and cataloged as things and not a person, until you figure out that easy company and long talks and unblinking, all-knowing eye contact will find you again the way they found you the first time. Miss someone until you don’t. ↗

— Stephanie Georgopulus

#sad #life

It's a jagged thing in my throat, how much I miss her. ↗

— Sara Zarr

#life

you're an expert at sorry and keeping the lines blurry ↗

— Taylor Swift

#heartbreak #love #missing-you #sad #song-lyrics

So I placed my heart under lock and key To take some time, and take care of me But I turn around and you're standing here ↗

— Debra Cox

#heartbreak #helpless-love #letting-go #love #missing-you

I just... I just miss him. And hate being so alone. Does he miss me? He must ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#missing-you #love

Didn't I say I'd always be your same stars? If you get to missing me, just look up. ↗

— Anne Rivers Siddons

#missing #parted #remembering #love

Ah, ya, omong-omong, aku sangat merindukanmu. Apa kau merindukanku juga, mmm? ↗

— Jee

#fiction-novel #fiction-writing #missing #romance #romance-love

My dearest -- But what more is there to be said? The things one says are always inadequate: it's the touch of live hands, of lips pressed to lips that count. I want to hold you and say nothing. I want -- ↗

— Anonymous Unknown Solider

#love #missing-someone #separation #love

Sometimes, people can go missing right before our very eyes.Sometimes, people can discover you, even though they've been looking at you the entire time. Sometimes, we lose sight of ourselves when we're not paying enough attention. ↗

— Cecelia Ahern

#attention

I can't take not knowing what the next day will bring- the uncertainty is sawing me in two. The room is dark. A flickering candle burns on the window ledge a few feet away. I take a deep breath, which is to say, as deep a breath as I can take. "Are you okay?" Sarah asks. I wrap my arms around her. "I miss you," I say. "You miss me? But I'm right here." "That's the worst way to miss somebody. When they' re right beside you and you miss them anyway. ↗

— Pittacus Lore

#uncertainty