Miss A Friend Poem Novels & Stories

- Missy kept counting distractedly, until her gaze found her sister's expression again, which now displayed a mischievous smile. - Wow, what an intense friendship you two have, right? Megan raised an eyebrow. - Well... Uh, yeah, I know it's something special. – Missy smiled awkwardly – In fact, many times even the word friendship doesn't seem appropriate, I confess. It's something so wonderful that… – she sighed dreamily – I don't even know what to name it. -Funny… – her older sister laughed, looking at her sideways – I think it's called love.

And with that, she returned her attention back to her phone, effectively shutting me out once again. Oh well, there goes my effort of trying to patch the hole in our friendship. In as much as I hate to admit it, I really miss May... Yeah, she's the most annoying silly girl I've ever known, but she has helped me so much. I could say without a doubt that she was the reason I'm here today. Had she refused to help me just like the others, maybe I'd be either dead or doing something that would make me wish for death. I sighed inwardly, a knot of frustration forming in the pit of my stomach, and I wondered when all these would be over... When do I get to have a little glimpse of happiness?

And I know we weren't perfect but I've never felt this way for no one And I just can't imagine how you could be so okay now that I'm gone Guess you didn't mean what you wrote in that song about me 'Cause you said forever, now I drive alone past your street And all my friends are tired Of hearing how much I miss you, but I kinda feel sorry for them 'Cause they'll never know you the way that I do, yeah Today I drove through the suburbs And pictured I was driving home to you And I know we weren't perfect But I've never felt this way for no one, oh

, I said as I looked at myself in the mirror, admiring my beauty. "Okay then, I will pick you up in the next 10minutes" Edin, my best friend said as he ended the call. Meanwhile, as I was looking at the mirror, my mind flashed back to the days we became friends and gradually best friends. Just like yesterday, I laughed remembering how I was a popular girl which no one could pass without glancing at and I was also a troublesome girl(that was part of my hobby).

One day, you will miss everything about me, the things we love to do, how much I care for you, how I always annoy you, my love, one day you'll realize that you need me but I won't be there anymore. Just like the star that is close to the moon, I am destined to be your friend, not to be your lover. I hope you'll find your perfect destiny and I hope it's me. I love you my moon! I will always love you. —Kim.

"I know this probably just sounds like whining, but - " "I don't think you're whining." The kindness in his voice nearly breaks me. The tears come faster, and I'm finding it hard to catch my breath. "I miss them," I say into his shirt. "My family. I miss them so much. And I miss having someone I can talk to, someone who's just there and knows all of my shit and who loves me anyway. I can't remember the last time I had a friend. A real friend." God, how pathetic and desperate do I sound? "I have no one. No one..."

I look at her and say “I am okay, I am just trying to formulate how I want to say this. Just give me a moment to collect myself and please hear me out. Please don’t interrupt me because I need to get this out. Would that be okay?” She now looks like she is concerned. I am clearly struggling here. I finally sit upright and look at her. “I miss my best friend” I say she looks at me confused. “What do you mean?” She responds “Bells, I miss talking to you and hanging out. I miss dishing out our secrets. I miss how we were always there for each other. Is against the world remember. We promised we would always be there for each other and remain friends no matter what.” I say

I closed my eyes, imagining her beside me, her hand intertwined with mine as we strolled through the garden together. But as quickly as the illusion had come, it faded away, leaving me with the reality of her absence. The pain felt raw, an ache that I couldn't seem to shake. I leaned against a marble statue, feeling the cold stone against my back. I looked up at the sky, the stars beginning to twinkle as night descended. "I miss you, Emily," I whispered, my voice carrying my longing to the night sky. The silence seemed to echo my sentiment, a quiet acknowledgment of the love that still bound us together.

Xara voiced out. “It's still better he knows dear if he gets to find out from your doctor, or another person it wouldn't be good." She advised her friend. “Thanks, Penny, I'm gonna miss you after college." She smiled at her friend. “ You've got a friend in me You've got a friend in me When the road looks rough ahead And you're miles and miles From your nice warm bed You just remember what your old pal said Boy, you've got a friend in me Yeah, you've got a friend in me

I know 12 years have gone by since then, but clearly a lot has happened to you in that time to make you the way you are now. There is so much I want to tell you and ask you. I want to know everything I missed while we lost touch. I want you to know everything you missed while we lost touch. One morning of coffee is not going to be enough to make up for all the time we lost, Haven, but it is a start. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow. Your Friend, Wesley I smiled as I read it and I remembered that night, the night we saw each other for the first time. Then I read the next one.