I Miss You Letters For Her Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry. I had no idea you were calling." "It's totally fine Sir." She shook her head. "I have quite a handful of letters for you, from miss Kayla Pearson." She placed them on the table, after which she excused herself. At the mention of her name, my heart sank into the pit of my stomach. There was a whole lot we both needed to talk about. Most especially, I wanted to tell her how much I missed her these past few weeks, and that I was willing to wait for as long as she needed, before we could go public.

One of many failures. *** She couldn’t breathe. The air thickened with grief and the ghosts of their past. By the time she reached the final letter, her tears had soaked through the edges. Letter 11 - No Date There’s no point to this one. No timeline. No logic. Just this…. I still love you. In every version of life. In every world where we never met or always stayed. If you never come back, I’ll still love you. But God, Isla… if there’s even a sliver of you that still remembers what we had, please don’t close that door forever.

She is scratching at my forearm now. Mom and Dad, this is for you. For everything you have missed, for everything you will miss in the future. I love you. I miss you. I flex my arms and legs tighter. I close my eyes and just will her to go back to the Goddess. Copyright ©️ 2024 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions “Baby, let her go. She’s gone, you did good. It’s over.” I look up into Ryker’s emerald green eyes.

Thank you so much. I am half worried that this letter will freak you out. So to prevent that, I am going to take a leap of faith and say "I love you" to you directly. If your response is off, I will never give this letter to you. If you are reading this now- well, that means your response is good, and I'm satisfied enough to be brave and give you this. Are you crying? No? I think you are lying... I know you enough to know that this letter will make you cry. I hope the tears that you shed are happy tears. I wish I was there with you. I miss you.

I gave the email address to her so that in case she wanted to write a letter to her son or…me. She sends the letter once in a month since it takes some time for it to move from Aurelian city to Elysium. She always sends two letters each time, one for me and the other for her son. She has been doing so for the past year and she never missed even a single month. She always updated me on how she was doing and things in between. And each time she writes the letter, she would never forget to apologise at the end of it. At first, it was hard to get through her letters because I was still hurting from all the pain that she caused me. For six conservative months, I couldn't bring myself to read her

i know it is from thorold and I miss him so much. I unsealed the parchment slowly, the scent of cedarwood still clinging to the paper. My eyes scanned his handwriting—sharp, strong strokes that always tilted slightly to the right, like he couldn’t wait to finish saying what he felt. Calyra, I don’t know how to start this, except to say I miss you. I miss you so much, i miss the way you forget to braid your hair when you’re focused. I miss the way you hum off-key when you think no one’s listening.

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

Anyway, I do hope you get this letter. Love~~Kate. 15th May 2000 Okay, all I need right now is a sign. I don’t even mind a one word letter—just something to tell me you’re actually receiving this. I’m losing faith Asher, please, please, please, write me back. I love you. 16th May 2000 I thought about you today. When I was showering. Thought about… how you make love to me. I miss it… I miss you. Everything reminds me of you.

Everything looked the same—dusty trophies from high school, faded posters, the worn-out desk where she’d written college essays and breakup letters she never sent. She sat on the edge of her bed and opened the top drawer. Inside was a bundle of old letters. Letters from Adrian. Her hands trembled as she pulled one out. Elena, I don’t know where you are. I don’t know if you’ll ever read this. But I miss you. Not just the version of you I used to kiss behind the lighthouse. I miss the way you made me believe in forever. I don’t believe in it anymore. Not without you.

The room closed in around me. The air felt thin. Like it was disappearing. My eyes dropped on their own, to her stomach. Flat. Still small. Early. Which meant… my heart sank even deeper. He had been with her. While writing to me. Those letters. Those soft, gentle words. I miss you. I love you. I can’t wait to come home. Lies. All of it. Every single word. My chest burned. How could he do this? How could he make me believe in something so real…