What Missing Him Feels Like - A Poetic Lament
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This thread on the Bangwing IN community forum is a deeply emotional and poetic lament about the profound feeling of missing someone significant. The original poster expresses a sense of loss, describing how the world now feels empty without this person and reflecting on shared memories like sunsets and the comfort of their belongings. The brief replies indicate that other community members resonated strongly with the raw emotion conveyed in the post.
I can’t find even a bit of him in anyone I see.
This is a world of love, desire and beauty.
Actually, no.
This world was his,
And I was living in it.
Call me pathetic,
I’ve been looking long enough.
Call me poetic,
Because writing ‘bout him doesn’t seem tough.
Sunsets seem like they miss,
What the earth looked like, him by my side.
A perfect night, hug and maybe kiss,
He stood by me as the tide.
Calligraphy in his pocket,
I think I’ve reached the limit.
The warmth in wearing his jacket,
And the way in my heart, he was lit.
Maybe I was on a luck spree
Because how else could I have seen,
This beautiful mess in here
And whatever it is,
We could have been.
Silence in every letter from then on,
God knows I didn’t expect a reply.
Give me a sign that he’s here with me
A cry, smile, or even a sigh.
And
This must be what missing him feels like.
here
yay
Ohh damn
AHAHA so real for this
