[ja]cobdavis

Is it that you are actually missing someone or is it that you miss the way they make you feel about yourself? Are those two mutually exclusive? I myself am not sure. When I miss someone it’s first about how I’m going to feel. The initial feeling that you know will come sooner or later when you are alone sitting and thinking: “well it would be nice if they were here.” Then later you are laughing really hard at the TV, and want to turn to that person and get a response – they aren’t there. Later when you go to sleep and you lie and have that moment right before you go to lay down and know they won’t be there. Or that single moment right before you drift off to sleep and you dwell on them, you think about what they might be doing, if they are thinking the same about you. Sometimes you forget about them being gone, and you hear something funny or want to ask them a question, but they aren’t there to hear it. Missing someone isn’t about them really, it’s about yourself in a way. The missing puzzle piece like in those lawyer commercials late at night, or the drug adds about Alzheimer’s, or autism ads, they are gone from your life. They, usually, feel the same way. Maybe that is what missing someone is really about. The mutually shared emotion of felling helpless with out each other. That you feel like your day could not possibly go on with out them. It does, and so does theirs. Missing a person is like forgetting to set the clock on the VCR. You don’t really know what the feeling is until you have it, yet everyone knows what it’s like. Everyone forgets about it at times in their day, but its somehow still there glaring, blinking to tell you to fix it.

You try and live the memories of them though. The way they look when they laugh, or the way they roll their eyes when you say stupid things. It makes everything worthwhile when you see them again, in that one moment everything is forgotten when reunited.