Novel & Cerita Poem About Missing Friends

Breathing. “I’m still angry. Really angry. I keep replaying everything every sleepover, every time I told you how much I loved having you around, every time I said Dad was the only parent I had left. And then I think about how you looked at him. How he looked at you. And it hurts so much I can’t breathe sometimes.” Another pause. Sniffle. “But I miss you. I miss my best friend. I miss the person who knew all my secrets. I miss laughing until we cried. I miss… us.”

It was raining heavily outside. The rain pours as if someone's mourning above, extremely cold weather and strong winds. I wonder if my friends are okay. They've been very busy this vacation. We seldomly talked over the phone. The last time I saw them was when our Moving Up. We never had a meet up again.

At the end of the day, we all let our guards down and we've been best friends since that time. We still have our girls meeting, though virtual this time since we're all spread across the country, or the world. I miss them. I won't even lie, I do. And our weekly virtual meetings are not nearly enough to fill their space. But that's life for you. Knowing that the next time we might see could be years or probably never doesn't also make me feel better. And I hate the fact that life is that way. My father left just that way one good day, years ago, and I never saw him again.

Let's see what everyone else has to say. The netizens, smelling gossip, swarmed in and began condemning my behavior one after another. Some even managed to find my account through tiny clues and flooded my comment section with abuse. "You monster. You just can't stand to see anyone else happy, can you? You must be desperate for a woman to even fantasize about your friend's girlfriend. How pathetic. Your friend treated you like a brother, and this is how you repay him?" "Oh my god, how can you do this to your friend? What is wrong with you? It's just a woman—is she worth obsessing over like this? Just kill yourself already."

No one had shown me love like she was doing now, with the exception of the girls. Just as that thought came to my mind, I began to miss them badly because I knew that they would have been there for me even at this particular moment of my life if I had let them, but sadly I hadn't. "You look sad, honey. What's the matter?" she asked. "It's just that… there are some friends of mine I miss. I know that if they are here, you all will get along very well because they are as nice as you are," I told her.

But that home was crumbling around me, and soon I would be left with only memories, fragments of happiness that would serve as constant reminders of what I had lost. “Why did it have to be this way?” I whispered into the night, my voice trembling with the weight of my sorrow. The stars twinkled above as if they were trying to offer comfort, but their distant beauty only deepened my sense of isolation. I closed my eyes, trying to shut out the world, but the images surged back—my friends’ laughter, their plans for the future, and the way their faces lit up at the thought of returning to their Packs. They were all moving forward, leaving me behind in a place that felt more like a prison than a

My own best friend has never made contact. My so called friends -the ones I made while I was away from home- are a no show. It feels like falling off the phase of the earth and no one has noticed. It's painful. It really hurts to be rejected over and over again and having to live with this hopelessness is driving me to the brink of madness.

“We were drunk, and sad, and missing you, and it just happened one night.” “Missing me.” My voice came out flat, sucked dry of all emotion. “You were missing me.” “We were,” she hissed, pushing herself closer to me. “You don’t know what it was like. I’d lost my best friend. I thought I’d never see you again.”

Could it be that he got fed up with me or he lost interest in me but there again if my own family left me why won't someone I met not long ago. Thinking of this I did not realize the droplet of water that flowed through my eyes . You never really know how much someone means to you until you loose that person . There is a pain within this heart, My pain within my sadness through my eyes, My eyes are like a burden that you can see right through, No pain I ever felt was that single broken heart that, There is way out of this pain but somehow I can't see it , See the light , the hope ,the happiness I once wanted to feel , Now I ever feel is this saddness , this pain, this heartache, A pain withi

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