Locking the door on a finger hurts. Hitting the floor with your chin hurts. Twist your ankle hurts. A slap, a punch, a kick, hurt. It hurts my head hit the corner of the table, bite my tongue hurts, it hurts cramps, cavities and kidney stones. But what hurts the most is MISSING.Today i was taling with one of my best friends and he is suffering so much...the worst part is that we all know exactly how he is feeling,cuz we all've been trough this before,and there is nothing we can say or do for someone that is crossing a heartache..
We can miss so many different things..of a brother who lives far away. Miss a waterfall from childhood. Miss the taste of a fruit that is not longer found. Miss our dad who has died, of an imaginary friend that never existed. Miss a city hat we love,Miss our selves;of when we were boldly and have less gray hair. All those misses can hurt.But the the most painful one is the miss for the beloved. Miss of the skin, the smell, the kisses. Missing the presence, and even the absence consented. You could be in the living room and him in the room, without seeing each other, but you guys knew that you both were there. You could go to the airport and him to the dentist, but you guys knew where. You could stay all day without seeing him, but you guys knew you see each other tomorrow. But when love ends for one of you , the other one is left alone with a missing that nobody knows how to stop.
Miss is not knowing. Not knowing if he still get sick in winter. Not knowing if she is still lightening her hair. Not knowing if he still wears the shirt you gave. Not knowing if she went to the dermatologist as promised.Not knowing if he has been eaten chicken from the bakery, if she has been going to the french classes, if he learned to get on the Internet,if she learned to park between two cars, if he still smokes Carlton, if she still prefers Pepsi if he is still smiling, if she is still dancing,if he is still fishing, if she still loves you.
Miss is not knowing. Not knowing what to do with the days that became longer, not knowing how to find tasks that will make you stop thinking, not knowing how to stop the tears everytime you listen a song, not knowing how to win the pain facing a silence that nothing can fills up.
Miss like this hurts because you dont want to know. Don't wanna know if he is with someone new, if she is happy, if he lost weight, if she is prettier.. is when you never want to hear about the person again, and still,it hurts.
All we can do is show them we are there for them,and wait, because in heart matters time is the best med and the best friend.
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