I Miss You More Than Life Mga Nobela at Kwento

"It's strange. I saw you just this morning. But why do I feel like I've been missing you so much that it hurts?" Ah, Alistair… What should I do with you? Whether it's in the previous life or this life, you always make me greedy. Like a well made novel, you make me feel special. You got me to give meanings to small things even like breathing. I project myself on every beautiful thing. You make me feel alive. So in this lifetime, I want to live with you, grow old with you. Hold your wrinkled hand and say how warm my life was. "It's okay…" I patted him on his back like how someone would comfort a child as he hugged me tighter. "Because this time… I will be the one who will miss you more."

You are not there. I wish that I had appreciated those moments more when I had them, but the things we take for granted are often the things we missed the most. Oh, god, I miss your voice. I miss hearing you calling me Mr. Caruso. Not just the words but the way you say them. Like love is the same as breathing. Natural. Easy. Essential. You know, for the life of me, I cannot remember if I said it to you that day. Did you know that I love you? The thought makes me sick just thinking that I did not say I love you that day when I wanted to. I love you SO. FUCKING. MUCH and you deserve better than you have now.

You are in pain, and rightfully so, for it was I that committed the error; you are as innocent and pure as the morning dew, shimmering in the sunlight. I miss the brilliance of your smile, I yearn for the touch of your hand, and I ache for the fragrance of your perfume. Allow me the honor of making it up to you in any way you see fit. Without you in my world, I feel as if I cannot go on. It’s as if I have left my heart and soul in a jar and placed it within a dark, dank, and lonely cupboard on a faraway deserted island. Without you in my life, there is no life. I do not exist. I cannot imagine living one more day without you by my side. To simply say “I am sorry” is not enough. These past fe

I whispered, cried. "I haven't said how much I love you, how much you mean to me, I haven't show you how important you are to me, please baby, come back to us. It's totally different without you here, alive and free." I cried while holding her hand to mine, kissing the back of her hand. "How can I live without you? You are my life Cailly, you are my world, my universe, my oxygen. I will die without you. Please come back to me. Cailly. Cailly."

I miss you. ***

“Now that she is gone, I celebrate her birthday here.” “How can I be so unfortunate?” she asked, her voice breaking. “I always craved my mother’s presence. I waited for the day when I could live with her, but when that time finally came, she left this world.” Damien felt his heart ache at her words. He watched her breaking down and her pain quite visible to him. “Mom, I miss you so much. I know I shouldn’t cry on your special day, but I can’t help it. I miss you so much.” Her sobs echoed in the quiet cemetery. “This life is so hard for me. I can’t bear it. Mom, please come back. I can’t live like this. I don’t want to live like this. I miss you so much. I feel so alone.”

She chuckles along with me and I look at her with so lunch love. " I missed your smiles. I missed touching you. Waking up with you in my arms, staring at the stars with you. I missed everything about you. And more than that I missed feeling complete. " we both cried as I rest my forehead on hers and pour all my emotions onto her. " You are the fire that lights me kitten, without you it felt like, that I am locked in darkness and I had no will to come off it. You mean more to me that my breathing. There is no life without you and there is no death with you. "

“…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 never liked you! Angela used to stand up for you, so we had no choice but to bite our tongues. I can't believe you're deluded enough to think a cockroach like you can still get her back. You're just trying to ruin her happiness, aren't you?" "You've got quite the nerve to mention how Angela tended to your every need. She nearly ruined her life all because she was in love with you!" "Didn't you say that Lucy was your sugarplum fairy? A bastard like you and a bitch like her are a match made in heaven…"

It was the first time I made love to a woman, before her it was only sex for mutual satiation. I sat down on a rock and gazed at the moon. Life would me mush easier if I was born into a common family. I only had to follow the orders. I had to fight but I wasn’t the one to make the decisions. I miss my sister so much. She was the one who used to lift up my mood in similar situations. “I miss you, Daph. I wish you were here. Life would have been very easy. We could navigate through the troubled waters together.” I murmured gazing at the sky.