If you miss someone why don't you tell them?
Missing people is a part of life. There isn’t a person alive who doesn’t miss somebody or something they once knew. Unfortunately, we can’t always reach out to that person and let them know. Or, as in my case, we don’t really want to.
There are at least two ways to miss someone. The first, when you meet an unfair and untimely end. Something tore you apart and you feel empty, broken, incomplete. You wish more than anything that you could see this person, to talk to them again, and you would do absolutely anything to have them back in your life. And (barring death, of course) you should.
The other is when you both know that you have come to the end, and you knew it was a long time coming. As much as you care about each other, it is more evident every day that whatever brought you together and kept you together is gone. It’s not when you’re fighting so hard every day- it’s when you stop, and you actually miss the days when there was something to fight for. You miss the memories, but you know that’s all they are- memories of a time, a place, a love that you will never get back to. You might try, but you know that it is futile. And eventually, you know that you are better off without each other.
Have you heard the phrase “I’d rather be missing you than wishing you were gone”? That is where I am.
So I could tell her a million times over how much I miss her, how much I loved her (and there is a point, nearly every day, when that’s all I want to do)… but that would be all that is left. A lifetime of wishing we could get back to what was, all the while knowing we never will. We both know that we deserve so much more. And the only way to get there, regardless of how much it hurts, is to spend my life missing her.
In any case, something tells me she already knows.