#youdontmissme

[asecretvoice]

I miss you, you just don’t miss me. You just miss my body and what it was for you.

-I just want you to say sorry

[heartbreakovertime]

[whydoilikeyouifyoudontlikeme]

I just want someone who makes me smile while I roll my eyes.

-whydoilikeyouifyoudontlikeme

[scarsonmywristlikefriends]

He’s never coming back. I’ve destroyed our friendship. I hate myself because if it. I just want you to text me and I know you’ve forgiven me. You don’t even miss me and I’m sitting here not being able to think of anyone else.

[daretotakemedown]

[thxstormsdying]

No point in chasing someone who says they love/miss someone else

[caligirloct-blog]

III Days From ‘His’ Birthday

 This was the last letter I ever received from him. Even though I new it was coming to an end, I never truly got the chance to let go. And, even now I can’t seem to find the strength to move forward. I smile and cry every time I read it. 

The Curtain Call

You don’t miss me, not really. You only think you do. You miss the guy I was, around you. The one who said yes and woot woot to everything you did; who put your needs above his own, always. You miss watching The Bachelor together, playing Just Dance and movie nights curled up on your couch along with the things I whispered to you when you were asleep. You miss the late night phone calls when no one else, but the stars and the moon would have listened. You miss the gentle smiles and uncontrollable laughter, the random dance parties in the car and stealing food off each other’s plates (well mostly you stealing off my plate), and struggling to let go of each other when it was time to say goodnight. You miss the comfort of my arms around you and I the smell of your perfume. I don't miss you, not really. I only tell myself not to. I don't miss the girl who never held back, who came to life beneath my fingertips, who squeezed back or buried herself in my embrace. I don't miss the awkward hand holding, the stolen glances and long walks with no destination. I don't miss the endless text messages about nothing and the overly lewd nature of them. I don't miss having your body next to mine, the way we'd fight with our shadows, the joy I got from walking behind you for those few seconds where we needed to share the side walk, (Ka-ching-Ka). Yeah, I don't miss that and I'll keep telling myself not to.    

We wanted each other back, but not enough to do anything about it. Not enough to leave our comfort zones, to swallow our prides, to admit our mistakes. Not enough to speak up and tell each other, 'I miss you'. No, not enough, but we think we do. Yet, we never called one another. We never asked one another, "How you holding up". we never even reach out to one another, because we both hate losing. Losing to each other, and if we knew one of us already rebuilt their life around the hole we left in each other, we wouldn’t waste a single second on the thought of reclaiming what we threw away.

So let's promise not to say, "I miss you". Next time we meet let's try and start new. Just say, "Hello", even if it might seem like too much, or feel too hard.

[rasheans-blog]

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[pixiedust-and-happythoughts]

I think I’m okay; then you pop into my head.

I cried myself to sleep last night

[hannah-houghton]

It's awkward when you miss Someone more than they miss you, but you don't wanna be the first to start the convocation incase you appear needy and annoying to that person you want the most.

[will-you-miss-me-when-i-die]

[ocean---tears]

You watered my garden,even though all the flowers were dead.

[twistedsuicideus-blog]

don't tell me you miss me when you don't even make an effort to talk to me