Other Dimension

[vixensofdeath]

why can’t I move on

[beyond-right-or-wrong]

[remanence-of-love]

[sillyalienbunny]

And I lost.

[craigslits]

[braindeadnobody]

Ich weiß jetzt das"Liebe" bzw unsere "Verbindung" absolut nichts besonderes ist/war, oder bin ich es nicht? Wie kann es sonst sein, dass er über mich hinweg kommt und ich es nicht annähernd schaffe, nicht an ihn zu denken?

Scheinbar ist Liebe bzw sich zu verlieben absolut sinnlos, wenn man sowas in fast jedem Menschen findet der ein bisschen nett zu jemanden ist.

Jeder Mensch ist ersetzbar. Aber warum er für mich nicht?

[pink-heart-writes]

[meinlieblingsmensch]

Es tut mir leid, dass du mich kennen gelernt hast. Ohne mich wäre dein Leben einfacher.

[lisaii-deactivated20251213]

Wieso bin ich so wie ich bin ? Wieso bin ich ich ? Wieso kann ich nicht einfach jemand anderes sein ? Jemand mit einem Besseren Körper? Jemand mit besseren sympathischeren Eigenschaften? Jemand mit mehr Erfahrung und Gefühlen? Wieso kann ich nicht jemand sein der dir genau so wie er ist gefällt.

[antiheld23]

In dich könnte ich mich glatt verlieren 🖤

[sillyalienbunny]

"for you I keep my legs apart and forget about my tainted heart."

[sillyalienbunny]

Idk why but today was a weird day. I was just doing nothing and then Suddenly I had a feeling, that we never stopped talking. I wanted to write you something, something like:"hey how are you?" or "did you sleep well?" I clicked on Discord and.. yeah I cried a little bit. Idk whats wrong with me, but it's okay. I just hope your happy and doing well.

[distanzismus]

„Ich wünsche mir so sehr, dir wieder nah zu sein.“

[sillyalienbunny]

I hope you're doing well. I really miss hearing about your Life and I don't think I will ever stop thinking about you.

[bordsteinpoesie]

Heute hast du mir wieder besonders gefehlt.

[free-my-mindd]

[sillyalienbunny]

I dreamed about you this night. I'm so confused. I hate that after all this time, I still miss you.

I think I will love you forever, even if we don't know each other anymore.

I wish I could've done more for you, but I'm really sorry.

[xbakajanaino]

Missing someone who is still alive is difficult. It is not like grieving for a deceased relative or spouse. There is no finality; there is no grave to lay flowers upon, no coffin to weep over. No last good-byes. Instead, there is just the sense that a part of you is lost, somewhere out in the world, and you feel its lack constantly.

It’s as though you have lost your shadow, or some other constant companion. And no matter what you do or where you go, it is always there, on the edge of your perception, reminding you of what is gone.

So, when you miss someone, you look for them in the faces of those around you, in the way they move or laugh, and then you feel a little pang in your heart when the image fades and the voice changes. And the face is not the one you want.

When you miss someone who is still alive, you long for the chance to sit down with that person and simply be together, to let their presence fill the emptiness and make you whole again.

It is the worst kind of torture.