i last said i miss you to a friend i'm slowly becoming closer to. it's been the healthiest relationship i've ever been in, in terms of the speed at and intentionality with which we've become closer through the past year.
she said it first, "miss you." i noticed there was no "i" in front of "miss." it felt sweet and genuine of her to do so. the same way you might not say "i" in front of "love you" when you're soft launching the phrase. when you're unsure what the other person's response will be. a slight tinge of fear that it'll be too much, so you take yourself out of it a little by omitting the "i."
i was intentional about saying "i miss you too" in return.
Thank you for this beautiful post 🥹 your honesty and vulnerable writing is so inspiring.
I last texted "i miss you" to my dear friend who I hadn't seen in a few months. I've been so busy lately, with my bio family thru some medical struggles, and helping my girlfriend move to my city. I hadn't had much time for friends I don't live with (I live with my best friends!)
It makes me sad when I haven't seen friends who are dear to me for a long stretch. We met up in a couple days and it was beautiful and affirming. ♥️ I love friendship. It's the foundation of all the other love I'm able to give.
ugh I love every word in this post. thank you! your introspection is such a breath of fresh air when everything around us feels so performative sometimes <3
In my head it sounds like rain and thunder, the same that’s been working it’s magic in the sky all weekend and weaseling it’s way into my dreams. And occasionally I hear “Pretty Woman,” by Roy Orbison because I’ve been obsessed with this drag king, Sweaty Eddie, and he did a phenomenal performance to this song on youtube (https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=P_yVtvaOm5s). The last person I texted I miss you to was my best friend in the world. I recently sent her your post on female friendships (you and viv) because it reminded me of the two of us. We hold hands all the time 💖
I messaged "I miss you!" to my husband! He is working from home, while I am at the gallery. It's silly since we will see each other in a few hours, but it's our way of telling the other that we are thinking of them.
Inside my head, I can hear Tom DeLonge belting out the lyrics of "I miss you," a song I've probably not actually heard with my ears in some half a decade. Yet it's playing in my head as clearly as if it were playing through the speakers across the room. There is a constant low roaring, and I can't quite discern if that's the sound of an imagined crowd or just tinnitus.
my mind sounds like tv static wafting faintly out of a distant room - comforting, yet lonely. my last “i miss you” was to my best friend. i haven’t seen her in person for over 3 years, but she feels nearer to me than anybody else right now.
thank you for your words, i look forward to your writing every week. <3
The last person I said I miss you to was my friend Leah. She is the most hilarious person I've ever met. Recently I booked a flight to visit a guy I was seeing who essentially left me stranded in a city I'm not too familiar with. I called Leah out of panic and she canceled all of her plans to pick me up. She ran out of the car as soon as she saw me and hugged me. I wanted to cry tears of joy. I piled in her car with all of my shit and I spent the week with her instead. Words can't even describe how much it meant to me that she even picked up the phone, let alone host me all week. I miss her always.
my voice says "thank you" to my past self for agreeing to come to a 3-day trip to the mountains. no internet. no comfort. not every single person knows me. i just got home and am grateful for it.
me and my best friend have been sending each other "i miss you" messages back and forth because life is tough and a simple message can get us through a rough day.
Hi. I adore you. Your writing feels like a soft, yet firm, hug held for the perfect amount of time.
At this very moment, the inside of my head sounds like the soft buzzing of the refrigerator, letting me know it's actively working to keep its insides fresh. It's quiet, but it's still humming. <3
i last said i miss you to a friend i'm slowly becoming closer to. it's been the healthiest relationship i've ever been in, in terms of the speed at and intentionality with which we've become closer through the past year.
she said it first, "miss you." i noticed there was no "i" in front of "miss." it felt sweet and genuine of her to do so. the same way you might not say "i" in front of "love you" when you're soft launching the phrase. when you're unsure what the other person's response will be. a slight tinge of fear that it'll be too much, so you take yourself out of it a little by omitting the "i."
i was intentional about saying "i miss you too" in return.
Coming home alone, popping in a retainer and falling asleep in your own bed is such a good feeling ❤️
Tired at the end of a long week, the voice in my head says rest and be gentle with yourself
Thank you for this beautiful post 🥹 your honesty and vulnerable writing is so inspiring.
I last texted "i miss you" to my dear friend who I hadn't seen in a few months. I've been so busy lately, with my bio family thru some medical struggles, and helping my girlfriend move to my city. I hadn't had much time for friends I don't live with (I live with my best friends!)
It makes me sad when I haven't seen friends who are dear to me for a long stretch. We met up in a couple days and it was beautiful and affirming. ♥️ I love friendship. It's the foundation of all the other love I'm able to give.
ugh I love every word in this post. thank you! your introspection is such a breath of fresh air when everything around us feels so performative sometimes <3
In my head it sounds like rain and thunder, the same that’s been working it’s magic in the sky all weekend and weaseling it’s way into my dreams. And occasionally I hear “Pretty Woman,” by Roy Orbison because I’ve been obsessed with this drag king, Sweaty Eddie, and he did a phenomenal performance to this song on youtube (https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=P_yVtvaOm5s). The last person I texted I miss you to was my best friend in the world. I recently sent her your post on female friendships (you and viv) because it reminded me of the two of us. We hold hands all the time 💖
I messaged "I miss you!" to my husband! He is working from home, while I am at the gallery. It's silly since we will see each other in a few hours, but it's our way of telling the other that we are thinking of them.
Inside my head, I can hear Tom DeLonge belting out the lyrics of "I miss you," a song I've probably not actually heard with my ears in some half a decade. Yet it's playing in my head as clearly as if it were playing through the speakers across the room. There is a constant low roaring, and I can't quite discern if that's the sound of an imagined crowd or just tinnitus.
my mind sounds like tv static wafting faintly out of a distant room - comforting, yet lonely. my last “i miss you” was to my best friend. i haven’t seen her in person for over 3 years, but she feels nearer to me than anybody else right now.
thank you for your words, i look forward to your writing every week. <3
Right now, it sounds like Evanescence's "My Immortal" in my head because I've been reliving my early teens.
And I texted "I miss you" to my boyfriend who is currently playing with his band in Brazil. Three more weeks until he's back.
Thank you for this post! I read it in a little sidewalk café, drinking a latte and eating macarons.
The last person I said I miss you to was my friend Leah. She is the most hilarious person I've ever met. Recently I booked a flight to visit a guy I was seeing who essentially left me stranded in a city I'm not too familiar with. I called Leah out of panic and she canceled all of her plans to pick me up. She ran out of the car as soon as she saw me and hugged me. I wanted to cry tears of joy. I piled in her car with all of my shit and I spent the week with her instead. Words can't even describe how much it meant to me that she even picked up the phone, let alone host me all week. I miss her always.
my voice says "thank you" to my past self for agreeing to come to a 3-day trip to the mountains. no internet. no comfort. not every single person knows me. i just got home and am grateful for it.
me and my best friend have been sending each other "i miss you" messages back and forth because life is tough and a simple message can get us through a rough day.
Hi. I adore you. Your writing feels like a soft, yet firm, hug held for the perfect amount of time.
At this very moment, the inside of my head sounds like the soft buzzing of the refrigerator, letting me know it's actively working to keep its insides fresh. It's quiet, but it's still humming. <3