Novelas y relatos de Good Morning I Miss You

I'm just hangin' out with my best friend John : Are you having fun over there? Sandy: (Sighs) ... not really ... John : Why? Sandy: (Smiled) ... I don't know ... John : Sandy ... Sandy: Hmm? John : I miss you Sandy: I miss you too John : You're coming back tomorrow, right? Sandy: Yes, tomorrow ... I'll see you tomorrow? John : You better ... you've been very ... very bad to me

But maybe this is still not the right time. Please always remember that I love you very much. Missing you every day, my one and only. - Infinity

It was a hug that held the weight of missed moments and unspoken conversations. In the midst of our shared warmth, his voice, still close to my ear, whispered, "I'll miss you." His words resonated with a tenderness that melted any lingering doubts. "I'll miss you too," I replied, my voice soft, carrying the echo of my own sentiments.

Me: "Hey love, how was your day. I just wanted to tell you that I love you so much and I miss you, have a good night rest love." My eyes were barely open as I typed out the text and immediately I sent it, I plugged my phone and it wasn't long before I slept off.

Just remember that, Raisins. I sighed, rereading the paragraph. A love letter disguised as concern. Or maybe... concern wrapped in love. I looked further down the page. I miss you — badly. I miss your smile, your warm eyes, the way you smell, the comfort in your voice. I know it’s cheesy, but I miss everything about you, Raisins. I’m sending you a photo — something to keep you company. Please write me back. Send a photo too, if you can. It’ll keep me going... just seeing your face, even on paper.

I grab my phone from the nightstand, wipe the sleep from my eyes, and begin to type. --- To: Jace >Hey stranger. >I know you’re probably busy being too cool for me, but I miss you. The most stubborn, the most proud—figured I should break the silence first before you pretend I don’t exist. >Want to catch up this afternoon? If you’re not too buried under textbooks and caffeine. --- To: Lea >Hello my beautiful. >You’ve probably got your head buried in notes or that pastel-colored planner you love too much. But I miss your energy. Your calm. The way you somehow make everything feel like it’s going to be okay.

I missed you when--" My voice cracked. Now that I was reading it out loud,it kinda sucks. I could have written some thing better. I looked at James who nodded at me to continue. I kept the paper down and exhaled and looked down to the floor. "I miss you when the sunrise during spring time and I'd think it'd be the perfect day for you to paint. Then,I'd wonder if you painted that perfect sunrise. Maybe you spoke to God and he let you paint it in the sky for me to see. I miss even after all these months,and I'd miss you for the rest of my life. I love you Mum." I said.

It was a thank you for her laughter, for her strength, for her presence in my life. “I missed you,” she whispered against my lips, her breath a warm, sweet puff against my mouth. “You had all of me this morning, Luna,” I murmured back, my voice low and thick with feeling. “But I still miss you every second you're not in my arms. Every second you're not mine.”

“Sweetness, I really don't know how to express all that is in my head. That is why I wish to put it down in writing; maybe, just maybe, you'd read in between the lines, get my message and forgive me. First of all, babe, I've missed you. I've missed us. I've missed what we were. I've missed what we used to be. I've missed what we could be. I've missed what we were going to be. Señorita, I've missed your touch, which sends tickles down my spine. I've missed your voice. Your melodious voice which shakes the foundation of my heart. I've missed what we were. I've missed everything and anything about you.

Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere 🤗. .... Wait, did you even miss me at all? 😢