i miss the days when we would just sit there and smile at everything.. where would just laugh at whatever happened to us and when we were happy i also miss the times when we would always be there for eachother and never fight.
I missed the chance to love you.
It went away with my fear of rejection.
It dissapeared with my lack of self-confidence.
And it was gone with the wind, when she was brave enough to do so.
i missed my previous aims of my life. people often miss the oppurtunities as they are not aware. i am confident that i will not miss the forthcoming opportunities.
I always thought that I would miss you. That I would be pinning for the rest of my life and that I’d never find someone quite like you. Well, you are missed. I do miss talking to you every single day and I miss the fact that you knew me so well. But your style is not missed. They way you used me is not missed. Your antics and lack of commitment I will never miss. The only thing I’m sorry I missed our on, is your love.
i miss my ex, his name was brandon. he is my world still to this day. i miss my brother. my mom. my dad. my cousin. my old life. i miss the old ME. i miss who i used to be. who i once was. cause im dying a copy right now. instwead of an original. i miss my parents together. i miss the people who showed me how to love. i miss the one who taught me what it felt like to be loved. i miss my past. where i once was happy. where i once was trusted, where i once was loved. i miss where i believed in god. andi believed that christ was in me. i miss being so in love with god that i couldnt focus on anything else in the world.
I missed him. I missed holding him, having him. I still miss him even though I know he is still mine. I know I need to stay strong and look forward, but sometimes it’s impossible to not look back – and just miss.
missed. there is one thing missing from my life. it is dearly missed, deeply missed… it creates a hole in my life where it used to be, where my heart aches, where my tears are cried. one thing that i miss more than anything. and that one thing is you.
i miss my eric…. he loves me i know it but i love him i miss my grandpa missed is what we say on club penguin to say kissed becuz it’s monitored and u cant say stuff like that.. i love eric i miss him so much… if i could just see im again i would flip. i mean FLIEP. what am i talking about….. missed, am i missed??
i missed this opputunity. i missed you. i miss you. its been so long since ive seen you. we just missed each other. i have missed you. now i have missed my chance.
i missed my baby so much one day. i decided to visit him. i decided to drive to surprise him, but yet there i was standing. shocked surprised. but i missed him. didn’t he miss me? i guess not because there he was not missing me at all. sad, alone, heartless
It was a summer in which i will never forget. The time I missed something vital to every childhood. My first crush. He was a little bit older than my twelve years, he being a fifteen year old, but he stood up for me from the school bullies and never asked for anything in return, preferring solitude from others.
I missed a flight because my brother and I were playing football in the airport. Nobody stopped us and we lost track of time. Luckily, no one was hurt.
alien in my bed is there something i missed?
probe my mind and poke my soul
tries to take me back with it but im too pissed
i say show me your leader you green bug
it says show me to christ
(the man of the hour)
hes not real
but how can that be?
the alien deplores to me
ive meet him he is shades of blueish teal
i denied him no you cant be right
he insisted that the man revered is as real as me
i continued to point out he was just fantasy
sadden and depressed the alien then let me be
left my window to his ship
suddenly i woke up “damn that was a hell of a trip”
I missed you every day that you were gone. I missed you while awake, I missed you while I slept, I missed you in my dreams. There was nothing could do to fill your absence. I’d place roadblocks of random thoughts atop the memory of you in my mind, but it was fruitless. You were always present in my mind, always absent to my touch.
I swung with all I had, and I missed. The follow-through threw me off balance and I knew I was vulnerable. Although it was a baseball bat I’d swung, I wasn’t actually playing baseball. I was trying to take the head off of the guy I’d just caught in bed with my wife. He’d pulled back just enough so that my bat caught nothing but air. And I knew it was too late to recover. Now it was his turn and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. By morning, my wife could likely be a widow and this SOB would be the one consoling her.
I’ve missed a lot of things recently. People I’ve lost. Friends that have grown apart. Sometimes I miss myself. Who I used to be..but sometimes I love the person who I’ve become.
I don’t know if he misses me. We’ve only been apart for about 2 months and we haven’t spoken since. but he is missed and I hope he knows it. I really do. And I hope he misses me too.
Missed in the blinking of an eye, missed like memory. Missed and mist like some fading thoughts, eroding silent with the air like breath dissipated into fogged glass, reflections shivering into a curled spiral of knotted condensation. I missed the opportunity to tell you how I wanted to be wrong about everything
I thought about how much I missed Andy today. I saw the trees blooming and heard piano music playing softly as a child sang, and reminisced that summer two years ago when we watched the world move around us as we were frozen in time.
I missed him once. I missed his arms around me and the way that his lips felt as they caressed my cheek. I missed the way he made me laugh and we’d lie all day in the warmth. But I didn’t miss his temper or the way he’d get when he’d drink. I can’t remember now if I missed him, or the way he used to be.
I want some one to care
to love
to understand
to want me
but I don’t think that’ll ever happen
seeing that I’m nothing
copared to the other girls
I want to be loved
I want me
I wannt love me myself
But I can’t
I’m not good at anything I do
or say
I can’t make anyone proud
oor keep any friends
I have no idea why
I
I missed you. I didn’t think I would. I had made up my mind that I could do without you. And in a certain way, that still appeals to me. But there is a bond. Some people call it commitment. I don’t know. Yes, I do know. It is commitment. I didn’t just commit to be married to you, I committed to love you. Love is not a feeling, it is an action. I hold down the fort for you, cook for you, listen to you, encourage you, hope for you, try to see the good and that’s not really hard most times. It is just those times when I think I could do better on my own. And if it weren’t for commitment, I could. But my word is my bond. There. That is it…that is the bond. God made a vow to me to love me forever. He made that bond with you, too. He keeps His bond. He paid for it with the life of His Son. That great sacrifice….and I just wanted my own life, comfort, freedom. No, before this same God, I committed to love you as a verb. And, you know? I grew into that verb. Yeah. I missed you. REALLY missed you. I’m so glad to see you….
i miss him so much, cant go a day with out thinking of him. hes smile lights up everywhere i am, it can litterally turn my frown upside down. I love him. He is definatley my soul mate, we are so alike in the best ways.
I missed you, i missed how tall you were. i missed walking on the beach in thick dark air. i missed seeing your face in the glow of the bonfires and i missed that kiss, that final kiss when i had to leave you.
You will be missed deeply and fondly. You were the person I have loved the most in my eighteen years of life. I know someone will eventually come along with whom I will fall even more deeply in love with, but until that day, you will be missed. I hope you cherish every moment we spent together and ponder them from time to time…I hope I am also missed. I love you and I hope you know I will always care for you more than you can even imagine.
I guess I just missed how it used to be. Things are probably not going to be the same, and he’ll always be an ass to me. I miss the times when I was optimistic.
Missed.
Missed refers to reflecting on something that one had lost in a fond manner, as if they want it back. For example, one can miss and object, miss being with a person, miss a feeling, the list goes on and on. It is generally associated with love.
I was working at the bakery and all of a sudden it hit me how much I missed you. I began crying and realized that I was watering down the icing that I was mixing up to put on the wedding cake for Tom and Suzanne.
i miss all of my friends in ireland, i just wish that they missed me. i missed my bus this morning, my frind missed her period this week, is she pregnant. i cant believe i missed that party last week. that car barely missed me by an inch.
I can’t say I missed you. That’d be the worst of all the lies. But sometimes I get this ache that makes me think I’m just tired and I think in actuality it’s just sadness. I think those are easily confused. Okay, maybe I miss you a little. It could be sadness.
i missed you.
when you were gone, i missed you. i didn’t say it, i tried not to say it but i missed you and i don’t know how i’m going to survive later on, when i can’t see you anymore. i miss you whenever you’re not around. it’s kind of pathetic but i missed you, i’ll miss you, and i need you. i love you.
I missed you. I hope that I will be missed. I feel like that word rings in my ears kind of often. I missed the train, I missed my chance, I missed my family and friends, I missed work, I missed the boat. I don’t know why but it feels like it’s supposed to be that way. Maybe, and hopefully soon, it won’t ring so familiar.
I have missed you so much. and I missed my target by missing you. I have missed my deceased relatives very much and have missed their smiling faces. I have miss talking to and seeing my papa. I have missed just hearing his voice. I have missed my objectives and goals. I have missed opportunities.
Have you ever felt like you’ve missed out on something? Missed is a word that resonates with me in regards to regret. But, at the same time, one can interpret “missed” as a mark of hope. If at first you do not succeed try and try again. There’s really nothing to lose and a whole lot to gain.
I was driving. My husband was asleep in the passenger seat. I missed the turn. We were two hours past before he woke up and we realized my mistake. Do we turn around and go back. Or, do we have an adventure?
i miss the days when we would just sit there and smile at everything.. where would just laugh at whatever happened to us and when we were happy i also miss the times when we would always be there for eachother and never fight.
I missed the chance to love you.
It went away with my fear of rejection.
It dissapeared with my lack of self-confidence.
And it was gone with the wind, when she was brave enough to do so.
i missed my previous aims of my life. people often miss the oppurtunities as they are not aware. i am confident that i will not miss the forthcoming opportunities.
I always thought that I would miss you. That I would be pinning for the rest of my life and that I’d never find someone quite like you. Well, you are missed. I do miss talking to you every single day and I miss the fact that you knew me so well. But your style is not missed. They way you used me is not missed. Your antics and lack of commitment I will never miss. The only thing I’m sorry I missed our on, is your love.
i miss my ex, his name was brandon. he is my world still to this day. i miss my brother. my mom. my dad. my cousin. my old life. i miss the old ME. i miss who i used to be. who i once was. cause im dying a copy right now. instwead of an original. i miss my parents together. i miss the people who showed me how to love. i miss the one who taught me what it felt like to be loved. i miss my past. where i once was happy. where i once was trusted, where i once was loved. i miss where i believed in god. andi believed that christ was in me. i miss being so in love with god that i couldnt focus on anything else in the world.
I missed him. I missed holding him, having him. I still miss him even though I know he is still mine. I know I need to stay strong and look forward, but sometimes it’s impossible to not look back – and just miss.
missed. there is one thing missing from my life. it is dearly missed, deeply missed… it creates a hole in my life where it used to be, where my heart aches, where my tears are cried. one thing that i miss more than anything. and that one thing is you.
i miss my eric…. he loves me i know it but i love him i miss my grandpa missed is what we say on club penguin to say kissed becuz it’s monitored and u cant say stuff like that.. i love eric i miss him so much… if i could just see im again i would flip. i mean FLIEP. what am i talking about….. missed, am i missed??
i missed this opputunity. i missed you. i miss you. its been so long since ive seen you. we just missed each other. i have missed you. now i have missed my chance.
I finished eating breakfast this morning, when I realized I mssed another chance to make panakes. I’ve been wanting them all week.
i missed my baby so much one day. i decided to visit him. i decided to drive to surprise him, but yet there i was standing. shocked surprised. but i missed him. didn’t he miss me? i guess not because there he was not missing me at all. sad, alone, heartless
It was a summer in which i will never forget. The time I missed something vital to every childhood. My first crush. He was a little bit older than my twelve years, he being a fifteen year old, but he stood up for me from the school bullies and never asked for anything in return, preferring solitude from others.
I missed a flight because my brother and I were playing football in the airport. Nobody stopped us and we lost track of time. Luckily, no one was hurt.
alien in my bed is there something i missed?
probe my mind and poke my soul
tries to take me back with it but im too pissed
i say show me your leader you green bug
it says show me to christ
(the man of the hour)
hes not real
but how can that be?
the alien deplores to me
ive meet him he is shades of blueish teal
i denied him no you cant be right
he insisted that the man revered is as real as me
i continued to point out he was just fantasy
sadden and depressed the alien then let me be
left my window to his ship
suddenly i woke up “damn that was a hell of a trip”
I missed you every day that you were gone. I missed you while awake, I missed you while I slept, I missed you in my dreams. There was nothing could do to fill your absence. I’d place roadblocks of random thoughts atop the memory of you in my mind, but it was fruitless. You were always present in my mind, always absent to my touch.
I swung with all I had, and I missed. The follow-through threw me off balance and I knew I was vulnerable. Although it was a baseball bat I’d swung, I wasn’t actually playing baseball. I was trying to take the head off of the guy I’d just caught in bed with my wife. He’d pulled back just enough so that my bat caught nothing but air. And I knew it was too late to recover. Now it was his turn and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. By morning, my wife could likely be a widow and this SOB would be the one consoling her.
I’ve missed a lot of things recently. People I’ve lost. Friends that have grown apart. Sometimes I miss myself. Who I used to be..but sometimes I love the person who I’ve become.
I don’t know if he misses me. We’ve only been apart for about 2 months and we haven’t spoken since. but he is missed and I hope he knows it. I really do. And I hope he misses me too.
Missed in the blinking of an eye, missed like memory. Missed and mist like some fading thoughts, eroding silent with the air like breath dissipated into fogged glass, reflections shivering into a curled spiral of knotted condensation. I missed the opportunity to tell you how I wanted to be wrong about everything
I thought about how much I missed Andy today. I saw the trees blooming and heard piano music playing softly as a child sang, and reminisced that summer two years ago when we watched the world move around us as we were frozen in time.
I missed him once. I missed his arms around me and the way that his lips felt as they caressed my cheek. I missed the way he made me laugh and we’d lie all day in the warmth. But I didn’t miss his temper or the way he’d get when he’d drink. I can’t remember now if I missed him, or the way he used to be.
I want some one to care
to love
to understand
to want me
but I don’t think that’ll ever happen
seeing that I’m nothing
copared to the other girls
I want to be loved
I want me
I wannt love me myself
But I can’t
I’m not good at anything I do
or say
I can’t make anyone proud
oor keep any friends
I have no idea why
I
I missed you. I didn’t think I would. I had made up my mind that I could do without you. And in a certain way, that still appeals to me. But there is a bond. Some people call it commitment. I don’t know. Yes, I do know. It is commitment. I didn’t just commit to be married to you, I committed to love you. Love is not a feeling, it is an action. I hold down the fort for you, cook for you, listen to you, encourage you, hope for you, try to see the good and that’s not really hard most times. It is just those times when I think I could do better on my own. And if it weren’t for commitment, I could. But my word is my bond. There. That is it…that is the bond. God made a vow to me to love me forever. He made that bond with you, too. He keeps His bond. He paid for it with the life of His Son. That great sacrifice….and I just wanted my own life, comfort, freedom. No, before this same God, I committed to love you as a verb. And, you know? I grew into that verb. Yeah. I missed you. REALLY missed you. I’m so glad to see you….
i miss him so much, cant go a day with out thinking of him. hes smile lights up everywhere i am, it can litterally turn my frown upside down. I love him. He is definatley my soul mate, we are so alike in the best ways.
I missed you, i missed how tall you were. i missed walking on the beach in thick dark air. i missed seeing your face in the glow of the bonfires and i missed that kiss, that final kiss when i had to leave you.
I would hate to miss the opportunity to do the things I want. I would love to miss the next bus just so I could sit here all day with you.
Missed.
I missed yOu.
We miss u
I misses you.
I miss U
I miss a time when we used grammar properly.
You will be missed deeply and fondly. You were the person I have loved the most in my eighteen years of life. I know someone will eventually come along with whom I will fall even more deeply in love with, but until that day, you will be missed. I hope you cherish every moment we spent together and ponder them from time to time…I hope I am also missed. I love you and I hope you know I will always care for you more than you can even imagine.
I guess I just missed how it used to be. Things are probably not going to be the same, and he’ll always be an ass to me. I miss the times when I was optimistic.
Missed.
Missed refers to reflecting on something that one had lost in a fond manner, as if they want it back. For example, one can miss and object, miss being with a person, miss a feeling, the list goes on and on. It is generally associated with love.
I was working at the bakery and all of a sudden it hit me how much I missed you. I began crying and realized that I was watering down the icing that I was mixing up to put on the wedding cake for Tom and Suzanne.
i miss all of my friends in ireland, i just wish that they missed me. i missed my bus this morning, my frind missed her period this week, is she pregnant. i cant believe i missed that party last week. that car barely missed me by an inch.
I can’t say I missed you. That’d be the worst of all the lies. But sometimes I get this ache that makes me think I’m just tired and I think in actuality it’s just sadness. I think those are easily confused. Okay, maybe I miss you a little. It could be sadness.
I miss so many people back home. Oregon and Washington are my first true loves and where I first fell in love.
Trees. Ocean. camping friends music pizza water fountains
The pacific northwest has no equal anywhwere else in the country.
I am homesick!!! Take me HOME!
i missed you.
when you were gone, i missed you. i didn’t say it, i tried not to say it but i missed you and i don’t know how i’m going to survive later on, when i can’t see you anymore. i miss you whenever you’re not around. it’s kind of pathetic but i missed you, i’ll miss you, and i need you. i love you.
I missed you. I hope that I will be missed. I feel like that word rings in my ears kind of often. I missed the train, I missed my chance, I missed my family and friends, I missed work, I missed the boat. I don’t know why but it feels like it’s supposed to be that way. Maybe, and hopefully soon, it won’t ring so familiar.
You.
I have missed you so much. and I missed my target by missing you. I have missed my deceased relatives very much and have missed their smiling faces. I have miss talking to and seeing my papa. I have missed just hearing his voice. I have missed my objectives and goals. I have missed opportunities.
Have you ever felt like you’ve missed out on something? Missed is a word that resonates with me in regards to regret. But, at the same time, one can interpret “missed” as a mark of hope. If at first you do not succeed try and try again. There’s really nothing to lose and a whole lot to gain.
I was driving. My husband was asleep in the passenger seat. I missed the turn. We were two hours past before he woke up and we realized my mistake. Do we turn around and go back. Or, do we have an adventure?