How To Make Her Miss You Novels & Stories

"I... I just told you, I'm only maki-" "Really Mason? You're going to play dumb with me?" she asked. "You know what I mean." I sighed. "I miss you, okay? I know I'm being selfish and I know that this is hard for you, but I just... I just wanted to see you. To get close to you." I sounded desperate, but it's the truth. and I wanted her to know how I feel. She laughed bitterly. "What the fuck do you want from me?" "I..."

Fresh air slipped in—cool, damp, smelling of wet earth and green things trying to grow again. She breathed. Deep. Slow. She closed her eyes. She whispered to the empty room. “I miss you,” she said to her son. “I miss you every second. I miss your laugh. I miss your weight in my arms. I miss the way you smelled after a bath. I miss everything.” Tears came. She let them fall. She did not wipe them away. She opened her eyes. She looked at the door again. She walked to it. She touched the handle.

She has even made plan for tomorrow. But... Sob sob.. No one can love me like you people. Sob sob... There's not a single day when I don't... sob sob... complaint to God for taking you away from me. Sob sob... There's not a single day when I don't miss you, miss the old us. I'm trying my best. Sob sob... to make you proud. But how I wish you could be here beside me to cheer me up. I miss you mom dad. Sob sob... I miss you."

Dear Stephanie, You’re probably wondering why I am sending a note. I decided that I am not going to give up on you and I am going to send a note each day till you accept to be mine. You know, I remember the first time I met you. I wasn’t even sure if we could live together but now, it’s like I have found a soulmate in you. I miss you a lot around the house. Sometimes, I just stare at the front door in your room hoping you would come out of it. I miss your smile, the subtle way you laugh and the way you talk. I miss how you light up a whole place just by being in it. I miss how you sit in front of the tv, rewatching friends for the hundredth time. I miss you and I want you back. I never knew

She swallowed hard, forcing herself to continue. “I’ve missed you so much, sweetheart. So, so much. I miss your laugh, your smile… the way you used to tell me everything about your day, even when it didn’t make sense.” She let out a weak chuckle, her tears mixing with a bittersweet smile. “I miss the way you used to hug me, so tight, like you never wanted to let go.”

To hug the pain out of her heart. I picked up my phone and left her a message which I was sure she wasn't gonna see because her phone was turned off. Me: 'I miss you

He informs, I furrow my eyebrows. "There was nothing scheduled," I point out confused. "Last minute, with Mayer," I glare at the back of his head sighing and going back to my papers humming 'don't let her go' by Walker Hayes lowly to myself. *~*~*~* "And if she ever misses me, please...don't let her, make her feel better. Say something funny say something 'bout the weather, tell her wherever I am, I'm good. And if she think she can love again, she should. Understood?" I sing.

He mutters, “I miss you . . .” — BLAKE POV I couldn’t help but mumble, “I miss you,” over and over again. I am at a loss for words to describe what is going on inside my thoughts at this very moment. One of my favorite ways to pull it off is to simply kiss her while keeping my eyes closed—even though I care for her very deeply, the fact that others are looking at us when we are together is something that I try to avoid since it makes me feel awkward. “Let’s go,” she whispers.

I wasn't sure if I could help it. She refused to let go. She pressed herself closer to me until her chest was pressed hard against mine. "I miss you, Kaden. I miss everything; how we fell in love, our wedding, the beautiful times we had together, the laughter, the joy. Remember how crazy we used to be, having sex in every corner of the mansion." Her lips curved into a smile as she pressed even closer. "You can't tell me you don't miss it too, Kaden."

Its steams filled the air, just like my anger and impatience did. Taking a deep breath to avoid being suffocated by her concoction, a look of helplessness flushed on my face, "What do you want me to do?" My hands flared in the air, before dropping beside my lap. "Take it slow, make her love you, make friends with her and when you have gained her trust...show time! You can take her then," She said, bursting into a series of laughter afterwards. "Oh, Sabrina, what will I do without you," My arm extended in an embrace.