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What happened to goodbye?
We found love in a hopeless place.
I only miss you when I'm breathing.
I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe.
Missing you is worse than Pittsburgh.
For everything you gain, you lose something.
How can you miss someone who’s right beside you?
You shouldn't miss someone who don't miss you, right?
I miss you more than the sun misses the sky at night.
The simple lack of her is more to me than others' presence.
Did you ever feel that you were missing someone you had never met?
When I go away from you The world beats dead Like a slackened drum.
You never stop loving someone. You just learn to live without them.
There's solace in the thought that I will never finish missing her.
Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.
It's weird to feel like you miss someone you're not even sure you know.
True love is rare, and it's the only thing that gives life real meaning.
The worst thing you can do if you miss or need someone is let them know it.
You don’t have to be sad to miss someone and wish they were still in your life.
What they never tell you about grief is that missing someone is the simple part.
All I can think about is what she must be doing, and how I wish she were still here.
Loving someone and having them love you back is the most precious thing in the world.
I know what it’s like to miss someone. To feel like you’re just…wandering around, lost.
I keep coming back to you in my head, but you couldn't know that, and I have no carbons.
When you lose someone, you don't lose them all at once. You lose them in pieces over time.
Sometimes you can only feel something by its absence. By the empty spaces it leaves behind.
That’s the worst way to miss somebody. When they’re right beside you and you miss them anyway.
All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.
Sometimes it is the person closest to us who must travel the furthest distance to be our friend.
I missed her then but it was an odd sort of missing because by then, I knew the meaning of forever.
If you miss someone too much you turn into them... though it doesn't seem to work for the Christian Church.
Romance is thinking about your significant other, when you are supposed to be thinking about something else.
Just because you miss someone doesn't mean you need them back in your life. Missing is just a part of moving on.
I'm still here, I'm still alive, I'm still blessed, on my way to my destiny, because the favor of God is on my life.
Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.
I am tired, Beloved, of chafing my heart against the want of you; of squeezing it into little inkdrops, And posting it.
Hearing him talk about his mother, about his intact family, makes my chest hurt for a second, like someone pierced it with a needle.
I never want to be away from you again, except at work, in the restroom or when one of us is at a movie the other does not want to see.
I miss him in so many ways, but right now I miss him in the way you always miss someone when you're single among a room full of couples.
Missing someone is like hearing a name sung quietly from somewhere behind you. Even after you know no one is there, you keep looking back.
Death doesn't just take someone, it misses someone else, and in the small distance between being taken and being missed, lives are changed.
That's how you know you love someone, I guess, when you can't experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too.
Good-Bye is an easy word to say but try saying it to a friend. If I never knew you, I'd be safe, but half as real, never knowing I could feel.
...it’s not just the person who fills a house, it’s their I’ll be back later!s, their toothbrushes and unused hats and coats, their belongingnesses.
First romance, first love, is something so special to all of us, both emotionally and physically, that it touches our lives and enriches them forever.
I mean, it’s stupid to miss someone you didn’t even get along with. But I don’t know, it was nice, you know, having someone you could always fight with.
Do you see how you hurt me, baby? So I hurt you too. Then we both get so blue. I am on a lonely road and I am traveling, looking for the key to set me free.
I want you to have big dreams, big goals. I want you to strive to achieve them. But I don't want to see you beating yourself up every time you make a mistake.
I guess by now I should know enough about loss to realize that you never really stop missing someone-you just learn to live around the huge gaping hole of their absence.
I was praying that you and me might end up together. It's like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert, but I'm holding you closer than most, 'cause you are my heaven.