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The worst part about missing someone
To me, one of the worst things about losing someone you love (be it a friend or romantic relationship) is when something happens that excites you and your first instinct is to go tell them. But then that awful reminder comes in that you are in no contact with them and you're left to deal with those awful withdrawal feelings.
Silly vent art, yes. But I thought maybe some of you guys could relate :>
Silly vent art, yes. But I thought maybe some of you guys could relate :>
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I can relate all too well.
It's been over and year and a half now and it's gotten better, but sometimes I still come across something and I can't help thinking "Oh, my ex would have loved this ..."
It gets easier with time, but with someone you truly had feelings for, it doesn't seem to fully leave you.
It's been over and year and a half now and it's gotten better, but sometimes I still come across something and I can't help thinking "Oh, my ex would have loved this ..."
It gets easier with time, but with someone you truly had feelings for, it doesn't seem to fully leave you.
I haven't had a close familial loss since I was young (great grandmothers) other than my best friend's sister who hung herself 3 years ago. For her I feel like I should feel something more but I honestly didn't know her all that well. I don't know exactly what I feel.
One I often think about is the sake of my middle name, my dad's brother. I never knew him, he was electrocuted by a clothes dryer at 13 playing hide and seek. Some things will often make me wish I had my badass tinkerer uncle to talk to. He was a hell raiser much apart from my (mostly) laid back father.
One I often think about is the sake of my middle name, my dad's brother. I never knew him, he was electrocuted by a clothes dryer at 13 playing hide and seek. Some things will often make me wish I had my badass tinkerer uncle to talk to. He was a hell raiser much apart from my (mostly) laid back father.
Most of us, if not all of us should be able to relate to this feeling. Some of us are lucky enough to not experience it on a regular basis, some of us less so. But it's important to forge ahead, not to forget what you've been through but share it with new people. The connections you make in life are important, treasure them as much as you can but still lead your own life. A challenge, but it is one all of us have to tackle. Thanks for sharing this thoughtful piece with us though, it really hit home. ^^
Can totally relate to this. You're still focussed on that person to take part in all your ups and downs but now you have to go through it alone again or share them with someone who doesn't understand you the way this person did. Quite an engergy consuming process with an annoyingly unpredictable length...
There are places I'll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all
But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life
I love you more
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I've loved them all
But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
Though I know I'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I'll often stop and think about them
In my life
I love you more
Yeah man, been there myself not too long ago. It was over somethin' rather dumb in retrospect, especially when you think you can end a relationship that spans almost a decade so easily. My case doesn't exactly fit that one, but the emotions that well up as a result make you want to get that certain person back just so you can share those kinds of moments again.
Ow. Yeh, them brain-traps are biting low and hard.
Also, reminded http://www.furaffinity.net/view/11541498/
Also, reminded http://www.furaffinity.net/view/11541498/
I get this feeling a lot when I read novels that my ex gf had recommended to me when we were still together...but I always blame myself for the screw ups that took place and thus say that the break up was entirely my own fault. It really sucks to have those sort of moments when you read or watch something that was awesome and feel that your former significant other would have enjoyed. Been a rough year and three months for me so far.
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