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.

"You said that last night an just minutes ago mother." "And I'll keep repeating it until you listen. That girl doesn't just walk back in your life without an agenda." "Besides devoting a year of her life to living with someone who clearly despises her?" Savannah's smile crept up slowly, bitterly. "The opposite of love isn’t hatred, Cassian. Indifference is." I stood up, too agitated to stay seated. "She's not hiding anything," I said. “I’d know.” But even I didn't sound sure.

More blinks from me was the only go ahead needed before the tears would flow in its ceaseless abandon. “Judith, I miss the walk, the long walk through the streets of Macintosh. Do you remember how you cursed that driver for splashing water on your new skirt?” We both laughed again. I sniffed. I was now cuddled up under his arms. He had gripped me so tightly, but in a loose way. “I miss you. I miss us.” The tears started flowing. He started crying as well. The tears started flowing from our eyes. “I miss what we were, what we used to be, what we were going to be, and I know I have been a poor lover. Keeping my distance and all that, but then I take the blame, and I am sorry, Judith; please gi

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.

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.”

He had prepared everything himself, from the soft lighting to the wine and dinner waiting on the table. For the first time in weeks, Maya saw the man she had waited seven years for trying to make up for his absence. He held her hand across the table. "I know I've neglected you," he said. "But I'm here now." Maya forced a smile. "I know." "I missed you, Maya." "I missed you too." Daniel leaned closer and kissed her forehead. For a moment, she closed her eyes. This was Daniel. Her first love. The man whose return she had imagined countless times during those seven years.

“Widowed is good. Widows get access and sympathy in equal measure, and nobody asks a widow why she’s alone. But reserved is wrong. Make her warm. Warm people are invisible, because everyone’s too busy being flattered to examine them. And give me a dead husband with a personality, someone specific I can be fond of in public. Grief is only convincing in the details.” She’d improved it in ninety seconds. She improves most things I build in about ninety seconds, and I’ve stopped resenting it and started budgeting for it. “Fine,” I said. “Elise Caron, warm widow. I’m Laurent. We’re recently together. Discreetly.” “You’re always recently together with me. You should try besotted. It reads as harml

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?

I am infected so please come immediately because I am dying. We might be separated by distance but never ever by heart, the distance means nothing when you mean everything!When I pray I dont see God, but I know he listens As such, When I write you I dont see you, but I know you think of me and Smiles. We cannot meet nor see each other. And yet I love you more every day. Today i miss u Yesterday i missed u. Don't worry about tomorrow, i ll always miss u, and that is a promise. Miss U Forever. “