Missing You Terribly Mga Nobela at Kwento

" 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.

"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--"

Maybe. Dearest Miss Pretty; It's been a couple of years since you're gone and I decided to stop searching for you. I have to focus on my studies and fix my life, you know. My life was a mess and there's no one to blame for this but me. My life had become empty, my life has no direction no more. I don't know, I just felt so devastated when you're gone and the next thing I knew, my life turned miserable.

I clear my throat and force a brow up. “You saw me only this afternoon.” He crosses the distance between us and trail a finger down my bare arm. I catch my lip between my teeth and take shallow breaths. “I miss you all the time, anytime I cannot see you. I miss you the minute you step through the door, and I missed you so much it drove me crazy when you disappeared. I miss you even when you’re here with me.” “How does that make any sense?” I whisper. “I’m right here.”

Now he could think of how to make this explanation right. It’s been a while I’ve missed the smiled on your face That’s terrible idea But what I’ve missed a lot when you’re in my arm.

~Denny~ ~ Heard you missed me.~

I was going to lose myself. 💔

But he was gone, leaving her alone to face this storm. "I miss you, Vivian," she sobbed, her voice filled with longing and grief. "Why did you have to leave me so soon? I wish you were here, by my side, to help me through this. Your absence amplifies the pain, and I feel so lost without you."

I sat on the edge of the bath with my hand pressed to my side and the mansion quiet around me and Bruno somewhere downstairs, and the absence hit me in the specific place it had been hitting me every day for seven days, and tonight it hit harder than it had yet. I pressed the heel of my other hand against my eye socket and the breath that came out of me was not a composed breath. “Franklin, I missed you.” He screamed.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Too late. Always— too late. And as everything fades— one final thought echoes— clear. Sharp. Terrifying. He was right there. He almost saved me. Almost. But almost— isn’t enough. And this time— He missed me— by seconds.