This is a really tough topic to rant on. I mean missing sucks, it is absolutely awful. I’ve missed people and currently do miss people. The only thing to really do is to call, text, message or fuck go talk to them.
Of course, it is never that easy to fix missing someone. Inevitably there is a terrible break up with clinging feelings, some fight, or just having randomly met the person had a great time in a class or something and then never seeing them again. Honestly though, those fears should never be a hurdle in your way.
My friends think that missing someone is a result of some lack of closure or desire for closure in regards to a person from your past. I personally can’t believe that. My argument lies in those people you just can’t live without, those that the only closure would be death. I can’t agree that after two weeks apart a person can be susceptible to needing closure instead of holding them as part of your life.
So I don’t find that there is one definite explanation of missing someone. My favorite definition for missing someone came from a person who I can’t remember.
“The function of missing someone is a product of your heart crying out to see his or her face, hear his or her voice, feel his or her touch, smell his or her scent, enjoy his or her company or all of the above. Missing someone is simply an action of the metaphorical heart as the strings that tie it are tugged by the misplacement of one of the many different forms of love.”
Smart man, a philosophy teacher I once had. Very odd man too. He used to say “true love isn’t the product of the heart but an odd mixture of the desire for sex and the need for stability but don’t let that fool you to thinking that it isn’t true. Just because the signals come from your dick and brain doesn’t mean that the message doesn’t form between the two.” When people asked what that means he would follow it up with “The two signals meet in your heart, dumb ass.”
Getting back on topic, the concept that missing someone is a product of a love. Well, I can get behind that. When away I miss those who I love, may they be friends or family. Just make sure you define love not necessarily in the romantic sense.
Final note, the missing from a romantic sense is without question the worst. I believe because that love is the fuse between friend and family. The pinnacle of love as it were.