I Miss My Lover Novels & Stories

His voice came groggily from the other end after exactly five rings or so. "Ashton... I'm so sorry... " She apologized whole heartedly. "I miss you so badly... That it hurts me so much at times... I'm so scared that this thing between us won't work out with the distance between us. " Her voice was as low as a whisper that he had almost missed it. "Baby, I miss you too but you have to have faith in us if you want it to work between us." he cooed softly.

Feeling everything. How did I get here? One day ago, I was planning our anniversary. I had picked a dress. I had dreamed of finally feeling like his wife again. And now? I was a ghost, sitting in a bar garden, crying over a husband who had never loved me and a sister who wanted me gone. I took a sip. The cold stung my throat, but it didn’t help. I cried quietly, each tear sliding down as I remembered the conversation I had heard—Elvis and Fiona plotting to get rid of me.

That's awful advice. Leo didn't answer her. "Are you coming tomorrow?" I swallowed the lump that was rising in my throat. "Not yet, baby. I've got stacks of work." His lower lip quivered on the screen. "But I miss you." "I miss you more," I whispered. "To the moon and back. But I'll come visit very very soon, okay?" He nodded seriously. "Promise?" "Pinkie promise." He held out his small pinkie to the screen. I mimicked it with a shaking hand.

“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.

Staring at those mementos, my heart fell into pieces. I once thought we would be together until our hair turned gray. It felt like a cruel joke. Why hang onto love that was gone? I gathered up everything that reminded me of us and tossed it all away without a second thought. 'Edward, I'm done lowering myself to love you,' I told myself silently. After a restless night's sleep, Edward never showed up. He only dropped me a single message. [Jennifer, I didn't mean to snap at you. I'll come home with a gift later to make it up to you.]

Ava paused, feeling almost like laughing for a moment, nearly thinking she'd misheard. "You think I'm faking it? That I'm pretending to be sick to stop you from seeing your lover?" William was angered by her words. "Watch your language. Don't forget your place." Ava smiled silently, the kind of smile that comes from a broken heart, then leaned against the car window without another word. What right did she have now to call Sarah his lover? Never mind that they'd signed divorce papers - even if they weren't divorcing, she had no right.

My body obeyed, even if my mind still lagged behind. “How do you mean?” I finally asked, my voice quieter than I intended. He leaned back slightly, studying me. “We couldn’t stay away from each other back then,” he said simply. “I couldn't let you now.” He paused. Then— “I missed you, Lena.” My chest burned at that, the walls coming together as my lips betrayed me, letting a short gasp of air out. “You left,” he continued, his voice lowering just slightly. “And you never looked back. Not once. No call. No message. Nothing.”

It looked like a woman going to war. Against her daughter. For her lover. For the life she refused to lose. And as I drove into the night, thunder rumbling overhead, I whispered to myself a vow, a curse, and a confession all in one. > “The things we do for love… they never let us go.”

I FUCKING MISS HIM! Love ❤️❤️ moniagnes

That same look of total disbelief spread across her face. I smiled coldly. "I used to what? Used to love you so much I'd forgive anything? Yeah, I did. I loved you enough to wait ten years and nearly die for you. I loved you enough to keep loving you like a pathetic fool even while you were hung up over Roman. "But nobody's love is bottomless, Maren. It runs out." I tilted my head and looked at her. "What made you think that after everything you did to me, you could just waltz in here, crook your finger, toss out some worthless 'I love you,' and I'd come running back to your side?