Good Morning I Miss You Novels & Stories

You packed in the morning, I stared out the window And I struggled for something to say You left in the rain without closing the door I didn't stand in your way Now I miss you more than I missed you before And now where I'll find comfort, God knows 'Cause you left me just when I needed you most Left me just when I needed you most Now most every morning, I stare out the window And I think about where you might be I've written you letters that I'd like to send If you would just send one to me 'Cause I need you more than I needed before And now where I'll find comfort, God knows 'Cause you left me just when I needed you most Left me just when I needed you most You packed in the morning, I stare

~Miss me? -A

But you’re safe here. Sleep a little longer. Eat something. And if you miss me… just know I miss you more. —G I stared at the note, my fingers tightening around the paper. He didn’t say where he was going. He didn’t say when he’d be back. But the words I miss you more had my stomach doing something ridiculous. I exhaled, sinking back against the pillows. This was bad. This was really, really bad. Because the memories of this morning weren’t just physical. They weren’t just sex.

That grates on my nerves. I answer her call quickly, raising my phone to my ear. "Hello, angel," I say. I can envision her rolling her eyes yet grinning at my endearment. "Good day, Aiden," she says, keeping the reference to the time of day vague. "Good day," I return, smiling too. Excitement washes over me at listening to her voice. My listlessness vanishes once her sonorous voice drifts into my ear. "I miss you."

“It’s really peaceful…” My phone vibrated, and when I looked at the new message, there was only a single word there. Miss you…

I miss your hug, Mom. "Fuck you!"

Every word. “But I missed you,” she continued, her voice a soft, desperate sound. “God, Jude, I missed you so much. Even when I hated you, I missed you. I missed your smile, and your laugh, and the way you would look at me, like I was the only person in the world. I missed everything.”

I only want his dick. I settle on one of the tables and enjoy the food my love made for me. I really miss him. Especially Mondays feel really hard after spending almost every minute of the day with him during the weekend. I decide to send a message to my love. Hey love, I miss you. <3 LOVE: I miss you too babe, what are you doing? <3 I’m having lunch. It tastes really good. How about you? LOVE: also, at lunch. Mine tastes okay, it’s that meat with extra broccoli…. I am not eating broccoli!

They miss you, just like me. See you 👋 LOVE ALL❤️

My heart flipped when the message delivered and then turned to read a second after. ME - Yes. I'll love to spend this morning with you. I miss you. Good morning, my love. BESTIE - Baby, I miss you. I miss you so much. Words can't even express. Good morning, my princess. I'll be at your place in an hour, okay? ME - I can't wait to see you! I'll better go get ready. BESTIE - I can't wait to see you too, baby. I slid off my bed and catwalked to my mirror dramatically.