I Miss You More Novels & Stories

Deprived of even the most basic needs, food and water, the empty feeling in her stomach mirrored the void in her heart. "My dear Master, even though my memory of you is lost, I still feel a deep love for you in my heart. I wonder, do you feel the same way about me? I often find myself yearning for your presence, longing to know what you are doing at this very moment. Please tell me, where are you? and I miss you more than words can express.

I didn’t recognize myself in that desperate, pleading tone. “Just let him be. You can’t beg him to forgive.” Ava’s words were steady, but I could see the pity in her eyes. “Girl, get busy. Stop waiting on a man,” she added with a laugh, scrolling her phone like she was brushing me off. “It’s not that simple,” I whispered, almost too low to hear. It felt like a betrayal even to say it out loud. Jayden and I — we spoke every single day, every single hour, text after text. I didn’t just miss him. I needed him. Without him, I could barely breathe.

I wonder if I could have done more, Even though I know that we tried, I understand this is forever, I feel empty, deep inside. If only i could have told you That I love you, one more time. If only i hadn’t lost you, If only this weren’t goodbye. Mama I miss you, it's really hard here. Death changes everything. Time changes nothing. I still miss the sound of your voice, the wisdom in your advice, the stories of your life, and just being in your presence. So no, time changes nothing. I still miss you just as much today as I did the day you died.

I think I should take my own advice. Could it be true, does Nick love me, "I love you" was a very strong word, you can't just say it just like that with any girlfriend you have. I think "I love you" only exists once, when you really fall in love and that person stays with you. At least I don't see myself saying "I love you" to all the boyfriends I might have in the future. Not when I know it's for real, that we really do have future plans and that sort of thing. But to every girlfriend you've ever had you've said "I love you" that word is already worn out by the time it leaves your lips, it no longer has any special meaning. -What? -Nate snapped me out of my thoughts, so I looked at him blin

“…then listen to me.” My voice cracked. “You have to come back. I cannot do this without you.” Saying it left me exposed and raw, but . “I miss you.” A tear rolled down my cheek before I could stop it. I didn’t even remember the last time I teared up over a woman, and yet, here I was. “I miss hearing your voice. I miss arguing with you. I miss the way you looked at me whenever I said something stupid.” A weak laugh escaped me. “Which was more often than I would ever admit.” The laugh faded. “I miss you walking into a room. I miss your smile. I miss you. I miss seeing you and despite everything, knowing that things would be okay simply because you were there.”

I whispered into the silent room, my voice filled with a mixture of longing and grief. "I miss you so deeply, my love," I continued, my voice barely a whisper. "Every fiber of my being aches for you, and I find myself yearning for you with each passing day. I wish you hadn't left this world, but I understand that God knows better. I will hold onto the memories we shared, clinging to them as if they were lifelines, for they are all I have left of you."

when I say I miss you. And cool then.. I guess I shouldn't say it. So I won't say it. KATHY 🌈❤💯: Because it feels like you expect something that i can't give you in that moment I couldn't believe an "I miss you" text could fucken drag to this point and had me wide awake at 10pm... ME: Okay.. I'll never say I miss you.. 🙌🏼 KATHY 🌈❤💯: And sometimes i don't have a life and i still not want to talk to anybody. But that makes me immediately feel bad if i'd just ignore you.

How much longer can I wait like this? Or worse… what if, in the end, the love I have for her becomes the very thing that destroys her? “I miss you,” she whispered, so soft it sounded like every word was slipping straight from her lips to my skin. Goddess, the way she said it—my whole body reacted. It made me want to go to her right now, no matter what time it was, no matter who I had to go through just to reach her. “Fuck, I miss you more, baby.” My eyes closed as I pinched the bridge of my nose. “You don’t even know how much I want to have you again. Do you even realize how crazy I get just imagining how you look right now, how you breathe when—”

I begged helplessly exhausted. Where are you love? Have mercy, please! Come back to me! I miss you so much, baby! Please come back to me! Please baby come home!

"To my dearest mum, I wanted to write a speech but I didn't know how. So Instead,I wrote something even better. I'm gonna tell you how many times I've missed you since you left. I missed you on that day you were dragged out of the hospital. I missed you on the day ,you were put under the ground. I missed you on the days after. I missed you when I got a job in New York. I missed you when I went to New York. I missed you when--"