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deadpoetneenzs · 9 months
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imfullofworms · 8 months
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It's not often, but
I sometimes wish
to go back to my youth; maybe six, when Nana
would collect me from school and make
chip sandwiches.
I miss
asking her about things
that seemed important—
like why do birds nest in trees and
why is the Sun yellow. I'm still not sure about
either, but I am no longer
able to ask.
by me
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greyaugustuspoetry · 1 year
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missing you
I wish I could run
Into the grip of your arms
Once over again
But that night was my last chance
Of ever seeing you
And those wonderful eyes
Ever again
But there’s a star in the sky
On this hopeless night
And I’d like to think it’s you
Watching over me
While my eyes fill with tears
I guess I can still feel your love
In places it wouldn’t normally be
- Grey Augustus
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hashtag-xolo · 2 months
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I'm missing Tzapo and having a dog really badly today. Working at a dog boarding/day camp facility helps me not miss having my best friend so much because there's dogs everywhere. But on my days off.... The lack of dog is so hard.
My coworker just got a puppy and is posting it all in slack and just. Ugh I miss my boy and I want a dog but I know I can't get one right now and hhhhhhb
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tinnitus07 · 3 months
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i don't think
there is enough time in the world
to spend with you,
to make as many memories
to last me
into my next lifetime
where,
i'll feel an emptiness each day,
reminiscing
on how much
i'd be missing
you
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tyrianlynch · 3 months
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ihatechangeihatechangeihatechangeihatechange I wish my life would stay exactly the same forever and I could live in comfortable monotony without needing to grow or adapt ever
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sadghostgirl14 · 7 months
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Why do I want to talk to you so badly? …
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rinrites · 9 months
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questions i don’t want answered
did you ever listen to the playlists i made you? does he ever talk about me? do you know - second hand, retroactively - what im like in bed? do you ever muscle memory go to text me? do you know how much it hurt when you didn’t listen to me? did you ever research about my eating disorder? do you know about my relapse? do you see me in your future? did it hurt when you didn’t call me on christmas? did you think of me on your birthday? does your dad still ask about me? do you think we were doomed from the start? do you think you’ve replaced me? do you understand what i said when i called us a sinking ship? do you wish you’d listened? do you wish you’d talked to me when i begged you to? do you have any regrets about the things you said?
do you miss me?
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prettiestmetaphor · 1 year
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Movies and books also don't tell you that friendships don't just end after one fight or incident, it's like the rusting of a bridge, the slow decay of flesh and bones and secrets. It took weeks, months- until one day I woke up and I realized I hadn't thought of her in a while. And I wrote a poem that day and I titled it 'The dying of a best friend' and I put all my love for her in a tiny box with my half of the matching pendant of a dolphin we had and stored them in a corner of my heart under the heading Grief. Where else can one hide unspent love?
It's been 3 years since I lost my best friend, lost as in I still carry our secrets in a tiny box but we only text each other on our birthdays.
Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The world is a sphere of ice and our hands are made of fire
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imhannibal · 6 months
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'you may know this person." I do know her. I've loved with her, hugged her, cried with her, fought her, forgave her.
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singlethread · 6 months
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I’m sad
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My blog title will be changing here in a bit from, “It’s my cat’s world, I just exist in it” to something else because the cat of mine that it referred to recently passed away. She was my best friend and I miss her so much
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imfullofworms · 9 months
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I think I broke your hand, Nana,
squeezing it so hard despite
how fragile you were;
trying to trade my years
for more of yours. What a
selfish bitch I was to want
to keep you here longer than
you were able for, but
every morning I wake up
holding your hand and
sinfully
wish I held harder.
by me
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greyaugustuspoetry · 1 year
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why’d you have to go
All I wanted
Was to feel at home
And you gave me that
With your strong words
And helpful hands
I wish I could see you
Just one more time
Hug you tight so you can’t leave
Just like you did
When I was eighteen
- Grey Augustus
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mapetiteschiennes · 7 months
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Now I try to find you in the stars but the pollution is too thick in this city
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tinnitus07 · 6 months
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raindrops dripping down your face
you swore that you'd always stay
but here i am, left behind in this rain
maroon leaves fall with my dignity
i told myself i'd turn the other cheek
i learned to stop and seek the sun in your place
a prism of light interupts my glare
that foggy rain has ceased
i'll dry my hair and return to find my peace
wish that i could rewind the clock
barely just a minute to stop to see the beauty
tell myself it will all keep moving,
with or without you
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