Other Term For Missing Someone Novels & Stories

Para kasing may kulang. Napailing na lang ako sa tinatakbo ng isip. I could be slow at times. It only means one thing. I missed Fem.

years. And I've always felt emptiness... I've always felt that something is missing... My heart knew that it's lacking... that I long for something... for someone. "Goodbye, Love..." No... "I was erased from your memory... And I promise that you'll also be forgotten by me." I would never be able to do that... Please, Isela... Don't do this to me... I promise that--- Wait! Where are you going?! Don't leave me, Isela!

Just because you miss someone doesn’t mean you need them back in your life. Missing is just a part of moving on. Moving on doesn’t mean you forget about things, it just means you have to accept what happened and continue living. Don’t waste your time looking back for what you have lost, move on for life wasn’t meant to be traveled backwards. Hindi mo matatagpuan ang tamang tao kung ipipilit mo ang maling tao na maging tama para sayo.

“Pero seryoso, Kael. You don’t have to be sorry for missing him. Hindi mo naman pwedeng i-schedule ang paghilom. Pero sana, wag mong hayaang kainin ka ng lungkot. You deserve to live, not just wait.” Kaella nodded, her gaze distant. “I try, Trin. Every day. Pero minsan, it’s like he’s still here. Lalo na ‘pag may project na may idea na parang kanya, or may client na tumatawa katulad niya. Then I remember… wala na siya rito.” “Maybe part of him stayed,” Trina said softly. “Not in the romantic sense—pero kasi minsan, people leave lessons, not just memories.”

I remember the first time I almost called her. It was midnight. Rain outside. The same kind of rain from the night she left. My phone was already in my hand. Her name was still saved. I stared at it for almost an hour. I wanted to say: “I miss you.” But what I really meant was: “I finally understand.” And those are two very different things. Missing someone is selfish. Understanding someone is growth. Back then, I was still learning the difference. I didn’t call. Because what would I say?

Habang nag-scroll ako, may isang second lang na parang bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko. Wala namang espesyal sa nakita ko. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ako natigilan. Hindi ko alam kung bakit parang may gusto akong maalala. Pero wala. Blank. Nilock ko ang phone ko. Enough. If my mind erased something… maybe it was meant to disappear. And if there was someone connected to those missing memories, then she no longer exists in my present. At least… that’s what I keep telling myself.

It's like he or she was begging for anyone out there before erasing them. Erase... isa pa iyon sa mga bagay na bumabagabag sa akin. Of all the terms available to describe being vanished, why would it has to be "erase?" Kumunot ang noo ko. Binura? Paanong binura? It shouldn't be literal, right? That would be impossible. Maybe the writer meant about something else like being slaughtered or... massacred. He or she might be only being playful with words. Bahagya akong natawa sa sarili. Seriously? May oras pa maging malikhain sa kalagitnaan ng ganoong sitwasyon?

And most importantly, a Family lost a pillar. It is really tragic to lose a loved one, connected by blood or not. No one can explain how hard it is to accept that the one you used to talk to cannot respond anymore. The one you used to tell how your day went can't commiserate with you anymore. It's like missing a piece of board game, that without it you can't proceed anymore or maybe you can, but you might felt incomplete.

Napangisi s'ya sa tinuran nito. "Missing me means? " malokong tanong n'ya sa babae. "Missing you means fvcking so deep, rough and hard," malanding sagot nito. Bigla s'yang natigilan sa narinig, biglang sumagi sa isip n'ya ang mukha ni Cassy habang sinasambit ang tatlong kataga na palagi nitong sinasabi sa kan'ya everytime they make love. "Hey honey, are you still there?" narinig n'yang tanong ng kasintahan. Tumikhim s'ya para alisin ang bara sa lalamunan.

Hinintay ko namang dumating ang taong dahilan ng pagpunta ko rito sa penthouse… hanggang sa inabutan na lang ako ng madaling-araw, pero walang dumating kahit anino ni Athena. Damn! I was really worried about her whereabouts. _________________________ *Ghosting is the practice of ending a personal relationship with someone by suddenly and without explanation of withdrawing from all communication.