It ain’t easy for me to miss someone especially you;
And; It ain’t easy too for me to say it out loud
I hope you knew it by now

Hello darkness, Hello sunshine
Hello not at all. Hello all the time
Hello nowhere, Hello oblivion
HELLO GOODBYE
(Lupa Fiasco : Hello Goodbye)
I miss you, damn it!
Missing someone isn't a crime. It’s usually awkward and kind of bad if you didn't ever have that feeling towards someone.
Every HELLO ends with GOODBYE
Every GOODBYE starts with ??????

(Claudia Ghandi)
I miss you, damn it!
You never know what you have until you lose it, and once you lose it, you can never got it back. The worst way to miss someone is when they are right beside you and yet you know you can never have them.You know you love someone when the mere thought of losing them brings you to tears. Sometimes, no matter how much faith we have, we lose people. But you never forget them. And sometimes, it's those memories that give us the strength to go on. Missing someone gets easier everyday because even though you are one day further from the last time you saw them, you are one day closer to the next time you will.

“How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness everywhere!”
(William Shakespeare, "Sonnet XCVII")
TO YOU :)
A lot of people walk in and out of my life, but... you're one of the only ones I ever really wanted to stick around.You asked me what was wrong, I smiled and said nothing, when you turned around and a tear came down and I whispered to myself... everything is.It's been quite awhile... I must say I miss our friendship. I miss you, but what I really miss the most is not just you or us but how it all was.You do something to me that I can't explain, so would I be out of line if I said I miss you?
As contraries are known by contraries, so is the delight of presence best known by the torments of absence.
(Alcibiades)
I MISS YOU..
Maybe he's doing the same thing as me... maybe he wants so bad to call me, but just won't because I haven't called him... then again, maybe I shouldn't fill myself with false hope that he might just be missing me like I'm missing him.And if you were to say 'come with me', even now I might go.I sit here and wonder if you'll ever understand just how much of me belongs to you.I don't miss you: I miss the person I thought you were.If you missed me then I'm sorry I didn't stay away longer, I like being missed.If home is where the heart is, then wherever you are, that's my home.
What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you.
(Richard Wilbur)
















