"I miss you"

Those three words.... What do they really mean to me? A whole heck of a lot. To me, missing anyone puts you in a vulnerable place. It makes me feel like I am dependent on a single person or thing. It takes a lot for me to truly miss someone. Honestly, I know what its like. Its hard for me to show sympathy towards some people because they'll miss their love after three days or so. Now how about leaving your brother in a hospital in critical condition. Or being away from one of your closest friends of the opposite sex for weeks on end, and hardly ever hearing his voice. That sucks. None of this pity high school concept of missing someone. I like to keep myself guarded. Which sometimes isn't always a good thing. I try to keep my feelings inside, so everyone else can  tell their feelings to me. It sucks sometimes when people don't know how much they actually mean to me. I don't just throw around words like "love" and "miss". People have to earn that. Respect and trust is needed if you want a real relationship with me. And if I do say those words to you, you better feel lucky. You must've done something right. And trust me, I wouldn't want to lose you. Not many people know the deep down under-the-skin Brittany, and I believe that's why I enjoy writing so much. It gives me a chance to easily express myself. Don't feel like you're not important if you don't know everything about me. If you're reading this, you know a lot more about me than many other people. So, thanks. And please. Don't throw meaningful words around like nothing.




“I miss you when something really good happens, because you are the one I want to share it with. I miss you when something is troubling me, because you are the one who understands me so well. I miss you when I laugh and cry because I know that you are the one that makes my laughter grow and my tears disappear. I miss you all the time, but I miss you most when I lay awake at night and think of all the wonderful times we spent with eachother; for those were some of the best times of my life.”