Miss Her Song Novels & Stories

I flick it open, and smile again, unable to conceal my joy and the way my heart gets all warm and gooey and tingly. Jake Carrero has sent you–Avril Lavigne “I Miss You”. I chew on my lip as I waiver over whether I should reply with a song which once broke my heart or scroll for a new one. Maybe it’s time to make that song mean something else to us now; take away the pain I feel anytime I hear it on the radio or in passing. I push down the doubt with a slow inhale and send it on its way to him. You have sent Jake Carrero–Avril Lavigne “When You’re Gone”

◇RISHI POV◇ due to my silly behaviour I stayed away from her whole day but when she came near me iam really melted in her love I never get tired in loving her she said she is going near her parents I don't want her o leave me but I can't stop her because I can't be more selfish last night iam unable to sleep because iam addicted to her warmth did she also feels same like me oh God this feeling is killing me when I say that I miss you I really mean a lot you always stay in my dreams always in my heart can't really stay a moment without you can't really stay this way please come back soon as I miss you is all I can say each minute I spent without you makes me miss you so much each night I drea

She was looking at me so intently and smiling that I felt like I was going to suffocate. “This song is dedicated to a very special person who came into my life like a sandstorm. And even though he can fly away, he knows he can always come home.” I immediately recognized the song, as it was one of my favorites. 93 Million Miles by Jason Mraz . When she started to sing I seemed mesmerized by her mouth. His expression was so sexy and commanding. I had never seen such an amazing woman. All that day-to-day insecurity disappeared before that power that emanated from her body when she sang.

The familiar feel of the keys under my fingertips is comforting. Taking a deep breath, I begin to play my second favorite song. Lost Girls. The notes flow effortlessly, each one resonating with the emotions swirling within me. As the melody fills the room, I feel a tear escape and slide down my cheek. This song has always been special to me, a reflection of my journey and my struggles. It carries the weight of my past and the hope of my future. My number one favorite song doesn’t hold hope, but Lost Girls does. Because the rawness in the lyrics and beats, they start out sad, and it only seems like it can only get sadder. Then the chorus towards the end, before the final lines... gives you ho

“Gods, I missed you.” “I missed you too.” The admission was torn from a place she’d sealed shut. “Even when I hated you, I missed you. Every day.” His eyes glistened in the lamplight. He leaned forward, his forehead coming to rest against hers. Their breath mingled, warm in the cold space. The mating pull, a constant hum since his return, swelled into a resonant chord. It wasn’t just desire. It was recognition. Completion. A puzzle piece slotting home after being lost for years.

She worries, "Hey, you're still sick!" "Then delete it for me." "No way." She mocked, "After all, you need me, right?" "I don't. When did I ever need-" She played the audio player once again, a record of me saying I need her so she should stay. Ah! This is so embarassing and Kristina won't let me live through the day without remembering I said that!

Since we did everything in a perfect but wrong way, I kissed her and dragged her inside. "Let's go dance," I said. “But we don’t have a song,” she said, and I laughed. I have always had this song in my head from the moment I laid my eyes on her. My Girl by The Temptations. I looked at harper and who already had her phone in hand. The bass guitar sounded, and I looked at her. “Care to dance Mrs Pega?” “Yes, of course, Mr Pega,” she grinned. "So, this is our song?" She asked.

Tiffany The wedding was everything I wanted mine to be but mine, of course, would have Ed Sheeran singing and classier. The bitch was going to pay for making this day her dream which was supposed to be mine. She had won the war, but the battle was not over yet. “We if it isn’t Maya Steel,” I watched as she walked out of her bedroom. The room was supposed to be mine and once again, she had taken another guy from me. She was like a parasite that refused to leave my life. Must every man I like always go for the same girl. I mean the world was not small why was it always her.

Thak gaya mai karte-karte yaad tujhko Ab tujhe mai yaad aana chaahta hu I have been missing her for years. I really wanted her to miss me... Flashback I still remember the way, I used to sing a song for her everyday. She always knew that the song was for her. I knew she was as crazy about music as I was. A smile was coming on my face thinking about old golden days. After that day when she came to school after 3 days, she changed a bit. She looked at me in a different way then she used to. In fact, she used to avoid looking at me earlier.