I am missing you most in the silence between songs on my favourite records. Sometimes it takes so long for the music to start.
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Quotes tagged ‘Missing You’
She doesn’t miss you because if giving her a chance was too much for you, then she is too much for you.
Even if I now saw you only once, I would long for you through worlds, worlds, worlds.
The cigarettes you light one after another won’t help you forget her.
You’re still the green-grey eyes, the laugh that warms me. You’re still the unbrushed hair. And I promise I’ll run my fingers through the tangles. Promise I’ll kiss every lonely strand, every broken follicle. Until you can taste the forever on my lips.
I called you last night. Because I saw the picture, because I wanted to know if your voice still sounded like Saturday mornings with closed blinds, an old truck with the windows down on the highway in the sticky-hot Western sun. Yes, you did. Your voice brought me to all the places I’d been searchin…
Maybe we’ll always be connected across the expanse of space and sky, and when I lift my head from the pillow, you’ll feel my energy too. You’ll wonder why you’ve felt so restless ever since I left.
Our connection is paper thin—or, like sutures, weaving through the sinews of my heart, stitching fragments of you to me, of me to you to your chest cavity, laying claim, filling those hollow spaces, making you whole so you won’t miss me, haven’t missed me since I’ve been gone.
I wonder if you know I still think about you every time I drive the gravel backroad where we first kissed, electricity between us sparking white against that night sky like fireflies.
Long and liquid words like wounds reopening, spilling blood across the surface of each page. I wrote every secret, every hope, every wish, confessing how my lips still long to be kissed by yours.
You and I were never meant to last too many elbows, too much skin two bodies intertwined in beds but never dreams.
But I must admit I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby. I go to bed early and rise late and feel as if I have hardly slept.
Do you miss me? Probably not. I miss you.
Don’t let my heart miss people who don’t miss me. Don’t let my heart long for the ones who left. Don’t let my heart fall in love with someone who doesn’t want to stay.
Every night I tell myself that I'm strong... But sometimes I just miss being missed by you.
Longing is the absent chatting with the absent.
I’m never going to forget you and I’m never going to stop talking about you. I love you, and it doesn’t matter that you’re gone, because I’m going to keep your memory alive.
I missed talking to you, and playing with you, and touching you, and seeing you smile. I missed just… sitting next to you. I’ve never missed anyone or anything that much.
Missing him will slowly pass, no matter how difficult it may be. Texting him when you miss him, though, will only make you miss him more.
I miss you, I think about you, I want to text you, but I shouldn’t. I shouldn’t do any of it because you don’t deserve it. I shouldn’t do it because I know you don’t care about me, and that’s the worst part about this all. I know you don’t care about me, yet I’m still hung up on you.