Missing You Terribly Novels & Stories

I feel so terrible. “But even then… I never stopped loving you, Will. Even when you broke me. Even when I wanted to forget you… I couldn’t. I tried to pretend I’m strong. But God, Will…” She grabs my shirt, pulling me closer. “I’ve missed you like hell. Your care. Your voice. Your arms. Your love. Your wildness. Your kisses. Your punishment. I’ve missed us. Every piece of it.”

"My body misses you so bad, Cattleya…” “So, what do you want?” I whispered back. “Let me make it right for you, this time.”

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.”

Dear Maya, I know you’re probably not going to read this letter and I understand if you don’t. I just want to check up on you and see how you’re doing. It’s been two months now and every day feels like too long without your presence. I really, really miss you, everything around me makes no sense with you. It’s almost like when you left you took my life along with you. But that’s okay because my life belongs to you.

" 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.

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."