three words: I MISS YOU.
they can sometimes feel like the toughest words to tell someone. even after all the dirty, funny, off the wall, ridiculous messages one can send to another, i miss you can take some steel guts to say. Is it because they are so simple and to the point, that they encapsulate all that needs to be felt? they make my stomach flip a little. even if its just to a friend you've not seen in a while or to someone you genuinely feel is missing from your life and it shouldn't be like that. it's heavy. Maybe it's because we're de-sensitized to everything else; fuck you, you cunt, get a dog up ya, you're rough as hessian undies you are, colder than a nuns vagina.. etc etc (i could go on), so that when it comes to saying the most basic expression, it feels gooey, mushy, and unnatural. where did the love go?
one can't govern who or why they miss the other, they just do. they may be funny, or comfortable or best of all (and my personal favourite), intriguing. nothing like coming back for more even when you know the ins & outs of the persona. it's intrigue that does it, god damn it.
what is worse, though, is the reaction or lack there of which speaks volumes. I'm guessing that 90% of the time they're like a deer in the headlights. I don't understand what the big problem is... It's not a jaw dropping statement. but it's important.
I'd be better off venturing to the sun at night, i'd get less burnt.
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