I Missing You Novels & Stories

We were caught in a fragile bubble of shared emotion, oblivious to the downpour that threatened to drown everything around us. “I missed you,” I said softly, my voice barely audible above the drumming of the rain, the words a vulnerable confession whispered into the storm. “I missed this. You.” The ‘this’ encompassed the easy camaraderie, the unspoken understanding, the unique spark that always ignited between us.

I hadn't noticed I was crying until I saw a teardrop fall on the screen. I missed Aubrey. I missed her so much that it hurt physically. I promise you, Aubrey. I will find you, and when I do, I will never let you go because I love you.

"But the worst part... the absolute worst part is that I can tell I am losing my best friend. I traded fifteen years of loyalty, fifteen years of love and late-night talks and sisterhood, for a boy who isn't even worth a fraction of you. I don't care about Don. I just want my best friend back. Please, Yola... please don't let him ruin us." Yolande looked at the girl across from her, the anger that had been simmering in her chest completely evaporating, replaced by a profound, heavy sadness. She saw the years of unrequited pain Maria had hidden, the toxic desperation that had led to her mistake, and the genuine terror of losing the one bond that truly mattered to her. Yolande reached across t

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.”

I fucking needed this. "I've missed your ass, girl."

Her presence is a reminder of the family and friends we hold dear. While I am grateful for the love and life we shared, my heart still longs for the day we will be together again. I miss you more than words can express, my love. Until we meet again, know that you are always in my thoughts and forever in my heart. With all my love, Becca ***

"Even if you were here, you'd be stuck outside while I'm trapped in here. We'll be so close yet so far. I will be thinking about you throughout the competition tomorrow. Wouldn't that be even more distracting for me?" Emotions he couldn't quite express surged within him. There was a buzz in his ears. The gloom in the air seemed to go away after her speech. The man smiled. There was a teasing tone in his husky voice as he spoke. "Does that mean you don't miss me while I'm stuck here?" Was he trying to provoke her? Calista grinned. "You're too far away. It's not like we can meet anytime soon even if I miss you. So, I just stopped missing you."

Every word. “But I missed you,” she continued, her voice a soft, desperate sound. “God, Jude, I missed you so much. Even when I hated you, I missed you. I missed your smile, and your laugh, and the way you would look at me, like I was the only person in the world. I missed everything.”

Our SAT results came back, and our parents booked a private room at a Michelin-starred steakhouse to celebrate. Over dinner, they began discussing how we should apply to the same university so we could keep looking out for each other. I looked across the table at Derek and asked politely, “Derek, which university are you planning to apply to?” The moment the words left my mouth, comments suddenly flashed across my vision. [Here she goes again. Is this desperate side character going to apply to the same university as the male lead?] [I feel so bad for him. Just to keep the close ties between the families, he has to be okay with her clinging to him for three whole years!] [Don’t worry. H

*Smiley emoji* Violetsaregrey: Well, if you put it like that. Maybe you did grow on me. UndA: I could say the same. My heartbeat slowed then raised once again faster than ever, like a deer on a sprinting spree, I texted back hastily. Violetsaregrey: how are you? UndA: Barely alive, you? Violetsaregrey: wishing I was dead. UndA: why? Violetsaregrey: college, personal matters. It's exhausting.