#LoosingSomeone

[barefootgypsy-x]

I'm just hurting so much.

A heart that is broke is a heart that's been loved.

How can you prepare for someone being there all your life and then one day gone?!

I'm just heartbroken and keep crying myself to sleep. 💔

[misssouls]

You are my hero. You don't need a cape or costume. All you need to do is save me from harm and give me strength. Now it's time for me to be a hero for you, to give you strength and keep you safe from harm. I don't need a cape. I don't need a costume. All I need is my love for you.

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[requiemforoursoul]

It’s beginning to feel normal again.

Although I still wait

To see your name.

It’s beginning to feel normal again, I’ve been feeling the Sun on my face. I can drive without tears in my eyes. No more fear of crashing. My laugh actually makes me high.

It’s beginning to feel normal again.

[markeymatson]

Goodbyes

Saying goodbye. Saying goodbye is odd feeling. There`s sorrow, regret, love, pain, happiness, - a feeling of loss. When the goodbye is the last one, when you know its happening, there`s a feeling that you need to make it special and meaningful and you can tell that the other person feels the same when you need to leave but there`s a lingering, a silence when you know it`s over and you begin to turn but just ending up with your side to them. Then you smile, walk away, call their name and watch as they don`t turn back just put their arms in the air and head to the sky. And as you`re walking you turn around to see them just turning their head back around. 

[alfaj-adhure-hai-blog]

खैर तुम्हें तो इस बात की खबर तक नहीं_! . . . #missingyou #loosingsomeone #lostlove #visittopaint #lovestory #alfaj_adhure_hai #instagood #exploremore #_Shivam . . . जाने अनजाने ही, हमने हमको खो दिया_! https://www.instagram.com/reel/CRGpJL9pu4R/?utm_medium=tumblr

[simeila]

Losing a Bestfriend.

Losing a bestfriend hurts alot. ALOT. Because they are the ones who put you togheter, they are one of the things who create you. Changes you, into good and bad things. They make you do things, feel things. They are the part of you that you yourself are not able to live without. They are your half, and you will never be able to forget them. 

So when you loose them, you don’t only loose them as a person. You loose yourself, a big part of yourself. Losing a bestfriend or just a friend in general is one of the worst pains you can ever feel. And they don’t need to die for you to loose them. Sometimes it just doesn’t work out. Things happen, bad things. It ruins you as a person.

You WILL miss them. Alot.

[vergetalks]

65.365 Time was passing like me striding on this hallway getting my daily cup of tea. I am glad that you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you, mom. #vergetalks #lifeabroad #officiallyorphansnow #momslove #mom #orphan #pinoysg #alone #grief #love #momslove #grief #itsokaytocry #pinoysg #tilwemeetagain #like4likes #likeforlikesback #likes #singapore #emotional #loosingsomeone #missingyou #like4follow #googlepixel3xl #vsco (at Invesso Pte Ltd) https://www.instagram.com/p/BupxxprggMG/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1nrrkg0v9kzty

[romanceisdeadddd]

Written by Casey C. #poetry #poem #loss #loosingsomeone #grief #caseycharltonpoetry #stay

[theaftermathofloss-blog]

Truth.

It all started with a phone call. 

I don’t remember much of the day, except for that call. I hated answering the phone after that call. For 2 years I was plagued with fear anytime my phone rang. What could possibly go wrong next? I have to fucking work/I have my regular life to live...Why is this happening?! 

The worst part was waiting for that 1 phone call, that inevitable phone call. You know..That one when someone is terminally ill and you know they won’t make it. Except I never got that phone call (Don’t get me wrong, I received plenty of other depressing/sad phone calls but not that one). No no, my intuition knew and I made that call myself. 

So let’s start at the beginning...

My step mother called me about 2 years ago to notify me that my father was diagnosed with Stage 4 cancer. I had no idea what that meant, wtf is cancer really?! Until you are touched by cancer in your personal life there is no amount of ads on cigarette boxes that can train you for the real deal and the nightmare that is cancer. 

Sure...The photos are awful, but do you have a real connection to that person dying on the cigarette box? Do you see that person every single day? Can you communicate with that person on the box and honestly tell them that they still have something worth fighting for?

Let’s take it back...oh.....30-40 years ago when my dad was a younger lad.

My father used to box professionally. 

As a little girl, I never took much interest in boxing. I never really understood his obsession with it. He would take me out from time to time to visit some of the matches that were happening. He was kind of a legend in our small town and strangers would approach me telling me how awesome my dad was! 

There was always some internal sadness and desire in my father to be a part of the boxing world even though he no longer participated in the fighting.

I never knew why my father gave up his dream, and I never will. I never asked. I’m such a fucking selfish moron I never asked why. I never asked him a lot of things....

Ok, moving on.

So, 2 years ago when I received that phone call my father was in intensive care because his spine was fractured. The tumour in his back grew so massive that it fractured his spine and caused fluid to leak out through his entire body. The doctors say that he was lucky to survive the first wave of horror (yay!?) only to be tortured even further with chemotherapy. Doctors are sadists. 

That first round of Chemo-fucking-awful will forever be drilled into my brain. The sheer volume of horror still haunts my dreams at night. 

The doctors decided that because he was so out of it because he fractured his spine AND had fluid leaking throughout his entire body that they would completely take him off pain killers. Why?! because...it could kill him. So there I sit beside my fathers hospital bed as he screams in pain and talks complete nonsense to me. He begged me to kill him, to take him away from the hospital to make all his pain end so that he no longer had to feel. 

That......was torture.

I remember being the only one in the family who had the fucking balls to handle all the screaming, crying, begging and ranting. So I stayed by his bedside and held his hand. There was nothing I could say to make it any better, so I didn’t say anything. 

I DID HOWEVER, tear the ass hole of several doctors who tried to explain to me how putting him on painkillers would kill him. Thankfully, one doctor came to their senses and deduced that if they didn’t place him on painkillers he would kill himself via a heart attack. NO SHIT ASS HOLE. Fucking sadists. PS, the nurses were wonderful, thank god for nurses. I could hear them in the hallway “that’s his daughter in there, watching her father scream in pain...WHY AREN’T WE DOING ANYTHING..This is horrible...If that was my daughter”. They would then come into the room and try to comfort me, offering me water, food and all sorts of words that despite how beautiful they were could not make the situation any better. I will forever remember their kindness towards me and my father. 

There is no level of training or preparation that can help you anticipate what would happen if someone you love suddenly became very ill. The aftermath of that loss and the months and years prior of torture, false hope and broken relationships shape and change you into a very different person. There is no amount of religion that can excuse the torture of an illness and the level of pain that comes with it for all parties involved. 

This is my aftermath, my burden to carry everyday, the silent ghost of my fathers existence. The images and events that I will never be able to remove from my mind because they existed. 

[krissamolina]

For you that I lost whom I never meet

Ecclesiastes 3:1-22

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; …

I believed that God gave you this life - no matter how short - for a reason. You became a blessing and a source of happiness. You created a family; you are a family. You are the reason why a certain someone started to think about a good future, You change everything around you, you gave us hope and a new light. A good memory that will always be remembered.

I believed that God take you away because a life with him is better than the life you will going to have here. That he loves you that much to let you experience any heartaches and suffering in this world.

I believed that this is HIS way of saving you and it will never be the end, because someday we will all meet again on a better place He created for us.

Now, that you’re with Him; I asked God to give us - the people who left behind - a strength to accept the life we lost. Bless us a heart who mourn but still capable of healing, A mind that will remain positive despite what happened, And to never forget that God plan is always for the best.

Thank you for coming into our life, for bringing such joy and happiness. I’m sorry for you have to leave early without experiencing all the love we could give but we know that you are much loved wherever you are.

-krissaMolina

[lovegien]

Don't lose yourself in attempt to hold on to someone who doesn't care about losing you   If a person doesn't yet know who they are to themselves, chances are developing a strong relationship with them may hold you back as a friend if you allow for it to do so. People who are unsure of who they are in their own lives, will also be unsure of who they are in yours. Think twice about who and what you are allowing to dominate your life. We often get so involved in the lives of others that we forget about ourselves and our own desires. One lesson that we must all discover in our lives is that the more we find ourselves the more friends we will lose. Your life isn't something that should be lived in the hopes of trying to please the people around you. It should be lived in the manner that helps you become the best you! Be great, don't be afraid to grow on without people.

[west-coast-taylor]

I know I look like a mess. I miss you, something I wrote... ( and thank you Taylor for giving me courage to post things like this) taylorswift

[delightful27]

Often people need someone to live with to make life easy for them. Often time they say it a relationship. But the true is, love is not finding someone to live with. It's finding someone you can't live without. #love #unity #unique #loving #caring #life #livingwithsomeone #sharing #loosingsomeone👉👈

[matthewjmcguinness-blog]

What it means to lose someone

A few months back my Mum passed away and ever since then it has been the toughest time of my life, ever since then my emotions have been up and down. Im still finding it hard to come to terms that I can no longer just pick up the phone and speak to my hero.

It has by far the hardest situation that I have ever had to deal with in my life but I need to find a way to break through the pain and get myself back on my feet. How do you deal with something like this?

This is something that I want to find out. How do you deal with death?

I deep down know that My Mum is looking down on all my family and is seriously proud of all of us, No doubt if she was here now she would be having a go at one of us. Most likely my Dad, that was her a massive character but someone that wouldn't hesitate to help anyone.

would like to say how much I love you Mum and I will never forget what you have done for me. Phoebe misses you so much. Rest well XX

[wordsofwaikiki]

[hellodisneydisaster]