r/MissedSoulmates

United 2328, EWR → SFO, today May 20th (2:30 PM flight) — long shot, but we exchanged a couple looks during boarding/deplaning. I wanted to say hi before landing but the timing never worked out. You had a black quarter zip and a silver rimowa carryon. I was the asian guy with the olive green duffel bag and whistled loudly to my mum when we were boarding.

If you happen to see this, I regret not trying :)

[30y] [USA east coast] This will probably be glossed over by hundreds of people but to those of you who read this let me know your thoughts. I dont know why I've been wanting the company of others more lately (tho I suspect its my extroverted nature) or what it is im looking for exactly. I want a friend who even though we both work, we stop to message each other, send memes, or are just always available to talk about anything and everything. Now am I a fool for thinking that a person who's always available to chat and really itch that dopamine hit you get when you see that you have a new notification on whatever app you are using? Im aware people have lives and families (myself included) so why do I still have this odd unobtainable friendship goal in my head?

Hey, M. You left without telling me a goodbye. I want you back here, at least to say a goodbye. You know who I am, but here's a hint. You met me under the name Ave Dominus Nox, and your name was Metal_Imposter. We met on a subreddit that shut down, and we were in each other's lives for 6 months. I want to be your light again. Thank you. I hope to see you again.

Dear Armstrong, I am writing this letter because I still have so much love in my heart for you, but I know it's time for me to find a way to move forward. Although it's hard because the little things remind me of you, every song that comes on my playlist to everything. Looking back, I am so grateful for the moments we shared and the ways you impacted my life. You taught me so much about myself, and I will always hold onto the beautiful parts of our relationship. Even though it hurts, I’m letting go of the "what ifs" and choosing to wish you nothing but the absolute best. I hope you achieve all the things you set out to do and find true happiness. Thank you for being a part of my story.

Hello everyone, my name is Reda. In 2016, when I was in 1ère bac (second year of lycée), I met a girl at school. She studied mathematics and I studied economics. I always met her on my way to school and we were good friends. The school was called Bird (Omar Ibn al-Khattab) in Meknès. After I finished my baccalauréat in 2017, my family and I moved to another city. After a while I lost her phone number and forgot her name, but I still remember her face. I have been trying to find her for a long time, but I haven’t had any luck. I don’t know why I can’t forget her, but I really want to meet her again and start a new relationship.

In this letter to you, I think about what i would say to you if i had the chance. This barely scratches the surface.

If I could say one last thing to you, it would be...

I wish I wouldn't have shown you the worst of me, even if that was the only way to get close to you. Wanting to be close to you was wrong. And still is wrong. It will always be wrong.

I don't know what came over me back then and even now I have a hard time with it all.

I've tried everything to get you out of my head. And Sunday I cried for this unhealthy addiction to end.

And now it has.

But I still feel sad.

I didn't want you to disappear.

But POOF! You're gone.

I have been spiraling, on the inside, since Monday around 10:00 AM.

It feels all too familiar. Like we have been here before. Exact circumstances and all.

But that may be me reaching and taking random things as signs.

Oftentimes I find myself in a daydream, dreaming that you feel the same. Since the day I met you, you have been my biggest distraction.

I thought these feelings would just go away in time, but really, they only intensified.

"A true case of limerence!" I say because I don't even know you.

If you only knew the amount of struggles I have gone through, the uncontrolled thoughts and attachment I have to you... and you didn't even do anything to warrant it. I don't understand it at all, and I am typically a very logical person. This stumps me.

There has never been a time to say these things and never will be.   

If I could say one last thing to you, it would be...

I love the thought of you.

I was playing peekabo with your baby as we got off the airplane from Newark. At the ramp, I helped you set up your stroller, and we had a bit of an adventure - had to force open malfunctioning doors with the pilot, we carried your stroller up the escalator, and then I helped you find the elevator. You asked if I wanted to come with, I said no, you asked my name, and I told you.

Been kicking myself for being shy the whole time, since. I don't know if you'll see this, or if you're even looking for someone, but if you do and if you are, message me.

He had on brown boots dark jeans black shirt black hat dark hair about 5 ft 8 5 ft 9 the phone was ringing on the loudspeaker and we both laughed when they picked up and said this is Walmart how may I direct your call he was in your late 30s early 40s this was around 1:30 yesterday can't stop thinking about you should have asked you then that chickened out.

I am a 46 M who lost everything and all my friends after a major surgery. I don't have anyone in my life and can't work. I would really like to chat with someone preferably female and empathetic. I have been introverted most of my life but some think I am extroverted because I can talk with anyone anytime. However, I find that after I talk with someone or a group I am extremely tired and need quiet to rest. I would like to find one person I can tell my story to before I am not able to.