I Miss You More Novels & Stories

“How much did you miss me?” “Very, very much! If every time I miss you is a grain of sand, then all of the times that I miss you can converge into the Sahara Desert!”

" I try to imagine that you are coming home, that I hear your voice calling me from our bedroom door, I feel like I am going crazy just thinking that I will never see you again. I would give my whole life and I would pay anything to be with you again, and share beautiful moments, because the best time of my life has been when I have been closer to you. You have no idea how much I miss you. I miss you with all my heart, and although many say that not having someone close to you makes you forget them, I can assure you that I will never forget you, because I keep you deep in my heart, because your memory is for me the best of treasures, and I will take care of it for all my life.

But maybe this is still not the right time. Please always remember that I love you very much. Missing you every day, my one and only. - Infinity

I cried out this time. “I need you guys. Living is so hard, I keep on making mistakes.” Time passed, though I couldn’t tell how long. I spoke softly, almost to myself, recounting memories, mistakes, things left unsaid. Each word carried a weight I hadn’t realized I had been holding inside. “I miss you,” I finally said, voice trembling. “More than I thought was possible. And it’s… it’s still so strange. So wrong, that you’re not here.” My fingers lingered on the stone, tracing the smooth surface one last time. I took a slow breath, the reality of their absence pressing in, yet there was also a small, stubborn spark inside me, something that whispered I had to keep going, even if every step fe

Not in a romantic way, in a I'd-consume-you way. "What?" She blushed harder. "Nothing… It's just…." She shrugged, her palms inside out 'it is what it is' gesture. "Just what, Vanessa?" How come she kept all these things to herself while blushing like the filthiest thought had crossed her mind? "I missed you. And I don't mean it lightly. In a way when others say it because there are somethings, some people, they simply can't replace. If they were able to, they'd miss feeling a certain way-not the person itself. I didn't realise until now that I had the endurance to miss someone like that. Not the feeling, the person. Everything else just seems so replaceable."

So every sentence is an excuse? Giselle was suddenly stunned, the next second she pursed her lips, arrogantly glaring at Ashley: "I hate you so much. In this life, the person I hate the most is you. I have never hated anyone as much as you. But I, Giselle, at least not to the point of losing my mind. The entire Patterson Group, from top to bottom, relies on the Patterson Group for survival, that is, thousands of families. Even if I hate you so much that I want to slap you, I will not cause many employees to lose their jobs for my benefit."

“We have personal phones for conversation. You see… I didn’t mean to ignore you.” “I miss you, doll. I miss you so much… that’s why I sent for you,” he said, sounding serious. “Don’t think this is only about sex… yes, I miss the sex—but more than that, I miss you. Your presence, your touch… everything about you.”

“You said if I didn’t want you, you’d understand.” Hearing my own words thrown back at me made something twist in my chest. I’d meant them at the time, at least, I thought I had. But standing here now, I didn’t understand anything except the ache gnawing through me. “I know,” I murmured, taking a hesitant step forward. “I meant it then… but I—” My breath hitched, the truth breaking free before I could stop it. “I miss you, Ruby. More than I can stand.”

"Moving to Florida, disappearing from the grid, and then—boom—a diamond the size of a grape? I hate you. I love you, but I hate you." "I missed you guys too," I laughed, my voice cracking.

He gazed at the photo and smiled sadly, a drop of tears left the corner of his eyes. “Five years have passed, why aren't you coming back to me? Are you still angry at me? Can't you forgive me?.. Birdie… You know this mansion feels so lonely without you, I need you here with me, by my side. I want to see you every morning, every day when I come back from work just like before… Please, where are you? I miss you, I miss you so much. Please, come back.”