I realise that I'm missing. I need a little time to think. I need time to feel that the world and I are separate. I need to feel my own boundaries, to seal up, gain a better sense of self, a better perspective and more self reliance. I'll be back when I'm ready.
Those days you were missing my heart broke. It broke until all that remains are painful fragments. Having you back, it means the world to me. But, love, give it time. Healing hurts. Just do me a favour, okay? This time, stay. Stay. Promise me that much. You owe me that much.
Missing vs. abandoned, I guess the difference is if someone misses you or not. I'm not sure which one I am just yet. I'll get back to you. Just processing, figuring things out.
I was abandoned. God, that hurt. You are missing. That means someone misses you, that you are loved. If that person is good to you, if they love you, then I think it's about time you allowed yourself to become found.