It's the thought that counts...

Sometimes, no, it isn't the thought that counts, as my mother taught me from a young age.
Because, really, what does it say to me when you just thought about doing something or saying something?

"Oh I was going to bring you flowers today but never got around to it. It's the thought that counts though, right?" 

What that means to me is that you thought about doing something nice and decided for some reason I wasn't worth the effort or the money or the time.
When Paul and I had our fling I would text him occasionally and say, "I wish I could see you right now! I really miss you." and once he respond, "If you really wanted that then you would make it happen."
Whoa.
It hit hard and sunk in really deep.

They'll make an effort to be in it.
It wasn't enough that I told him I wanted to see him. I can say all sorts of things! If I really meant it though, I would have done it.
So even though I am one to often say, "I miss you" or "Wish we could hang out right now!", it bugs me when other people say it to me.
Hey, if you really missed me or really did want to see me you would. If it meant that much to you then you would defy all circumstances to do so.
The thought doesn't always count. Sometimes it just hurts.