I missed her, the idea of her.
I need to stop running back to you in my mind all the time.
Your smile and your laughter lit my whole world.
I raised you so high that every other man on earth is now doomed to live in your shadow.
I miss that feeling of connection.Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.
I would have followed you to hell and back... if only you'd lead me back.
If you cannot hold me in your arms, then hold my memory in high regard.And if I cannot be in your life, then at least let me live in your heart.
Listen to the sunset...see its pretty hue... When you see it, think of me...and I'll think of you...
As a child, I was very careful not to erase my mother's writing on the chalkboard because I would miss her.
It's as though you had lost an arm or leg but still instinctively reach out to feel your missing limb or try to walk again, placing your entire weight on something that is no longer is there.
There should be a little gap between you and your friends, though you'll miss their companionship and you'll also miss their disrespect.