Missing is…

…when you look at people with envy who are taking that cosy bike ride.

…when you remember those old carefree days spent with friends.

…when you look at your jeans which does not fit you today.

…when you recall those long phone calls instead of pinging.

…when you look at that little girl hanging on her daddy’ arms.

Missing is remembering yesterday with a hope of Β it’s presence in tomorrow !


10 thoughts on “Missing is…

  1. missing is reading a blog post like this and realizing how i haven’t done certain things in a long time πŸ˜›

    hehe so did you do all those things now or not ? πŸ™‚

C'mon,out with it,right here :)

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