Novel & Cerita I Miss You Letters For Her

I enjoyed that day so much. I just want to let you know that I'm grateful for everything you've done for me. When you feel sad and miss me, I want you to look at our picture and read this letter again. I know it's not the same as me being there, but I'll always be in your heart, okay? And another thing, Maya. Do you know how much I love you?...... Too much. (I hope you said 'too much') See what I did there? Till we meet again, Maya.

We started off writing letters 20 years ago and you became a very important person in my life. Besides from my friends and my smoking hot 10 year old self I didn't have a true friend I couldn't. What I'm trying to say is that I hope the Spain heather actually pisses you off and you have to go to the Antarctic just to get rid of the burns. I miss you so much princess. So fucking much. You know where I am and I know where you are Love Max I hold the letter close to me just as I feel the sand behind me sink a little.

TROY’S POV. "Is it because of this?" she asked, waving the letter. "What is that?" I inquired, raising an eyebrow. "Why don't I read it to you?" she suggested, unfolding the paper. "Dear Troy, I miss you deeply. Every day, I dream of you and think of you, even though you are far away. You are always in my heart. Everything is going well here, so please don’t worry. I will be home soon, and I can not wait to hold you and kiss you lovingly," she read the letter with a mocking tone. As she continued, I reached for the letter, snatching it from her hands.

It had my name scribbled on it. Picking it up from the table, I unwrapped an opened it. A letter. It was a letter. Weird. Who still writes letters and waybill them these days? "Dear sir, I wish you a day filled with joy, smile and laughter. I know I won't be able to stop or end the pain you're feeling. I only wish I can. You're as important to me as even my own life. And that's why I must encourage you to please move forward. Stop hurting and try to get better. Remember, there's someone here looking up to you; me. I miss you so much. Love you xoxo.

Her fingers trembled as she unfolded it. *My Elara,* *I'm writing this by firelight, in the cabin where we've loved each other. Every corner of this place holds your memory. Every shadow reminds me of you.* *I know I shouldn't send this. I know the risk is too great. But I couldn't go another day without telling you what's in my heart.* *I miss you. Not just your body, though I ache for that too. I miss your laugh. Your smile. The way your eyes light up when you see me. The way you say my name like it's something precious.*

I keep sending her emails, at least she could read them. "Hi cousin, it's been too long. How are you? Can you please answer me? I had a lot of things to tell you. I don't know if you'll be happy or pissed, but I'm sure you feel sorry for him. Love you, babe! Please, take care of yourself. Miss you so much!" I emailed Anita hoping she will check on my emails. I'm not sending to knock on her conscience.

I nearly dropped my phone when I read her last sentence. “I miss you.” She misses me. Tears filled my eyes and with trembling fingers, I typed out my message to her. Me: I’m so sorry for hurting you, Ruby. I love you so much and I never meant to worry you. I’m so happy for you! Good luck with your interview! I’d love to talk when you get back. I miss you so much. I re-read the message before pressing send. Then I sent another message. Me: Who stopped by this morning?”

Except I never deliver them to her… I picked up my pen and began to write. Desiree words cannot express how much I miss you, how much I have longed for you in the past couple of weeks, fate has Taken its course but I think and I always believe it's for a greater course, even though I wish every day I could right my wrongs, I wish every day that I had been the person I am now. The times spent together with you were the most beautiful and apart from the lord's presence which I seek everyday for my Sanity and to know what love feels like, your presence is the second thing I long for the most. I want to end the letter at every full stop but I just can't, I want to go on and on and on, like your

Clever enough to ache. She noticed the mug was turned. The book spine misplaced. The screen on her laptop blinking just once too long. She felt it in her throat. In her spine. The subtle wrongness of something familiar becoming watched. And the message—I sent it from her account. But the words were mine: “Do you miss me too?” Simple. Devastating. A question soaked in truth. Because I miss her every second we’re apart. I miss the way she tugs her sleeves over her hands. The way she tilts her head when reading, like she’s trying to hear the words. The way she whispers to herself when no one’s listening.

I didn’t want her to hear my voice crack or sense how much I already missed her. Instead, I typed a simple message: "Landed safely. Apartment’s beautiful. Chase loves it already. I miss you. " Her reply came almost instantly. "I miss you too. So much. " I smiled, clutching my phone to my chest. We were miles apart now, but somehow... I knew we’d always be close.