Open When You Miss Me Alot Novels & Stories

I struggled to open the door but it was fruitless "You think I don't miss me...I miss the old smiling me....I miss the girl who'd wake up with a family" I heard her whimpered a little "But that me is gone"

They had a lot to talk about, a lot to heal from, but at that moment, as their hearts began to mend, the promise of a new chapter felt within reach. Seated across from each other, the atmosphere seemed to shimmer with a mixture of nostalgia and anticipation. Vivian's confession hung in the air like a delicate melody, a truth she couldn't hold back any longer. Her words, "I have missed you," carried a weight that transcended time and circumstance, bridging the gap that had kept them apart.

’ written on it or, ‘I miss you so much, Let's talk? ‘I acted out of it. I accept it. Can you just talk to me?’ ‘My bed is cold without you. I miss your warm kisses.’ ‘I need you. Not being with you hurts.’ ‘Can we talk? You know I'm not going to stop right?’ ‘I miss you. Forgive me.’ ‘I’m sorry. Fuck! I'm losing my mind without you by my side.’ ‘I have good news that I would love to share with you. Should I come over for dinner?’

I couldn't help but wonder as I looked at the screen, deep in thought. With a sense of anticipation coursing through my veins, I fumbled with my phone, my fingers betraying my excitement. I stole a quick glance around the room, noting that everyone was still engrossed in their conversations. My curiosity got the better of me, and I hesitantly tapped the 'view' button, bracing myself for the message that awaited me. As the words came into focus, my heart skipped a beat, and my breath caught in my throat: "I still miss you. -Julie."

I fall to the floor with the clothes and clutch my phone in my other hand, feeling defeated. I fucking miss him already. Smiling, I pull up his number and begin my message. Except, I write the thing four times and end up erasing every single one I type out. "Hey, Brixton. I hope you're thinking about what we talked about earlier. I miss you and really want to be back together but I need for you to be open and honest with me. I love you so much." Hey there, little bird. I fucking miss you too and I fucking love you more than life itself. I have been thinking about what we talked about and I'm ready to be open with you.

He had been a friend when she needed one the most. “Haven you were there, and then you weren’t. I know we talked only a few weeks before your birthday, and then you were gone. I didn’t even know you left for months. I expected to see an email or something. The phone didn’t seem to work. Everything was not easy to piece together. I thought you just decided I wasn’t worth it.” Mack said softly as he began to trace his finger on her cheek. “I guess even though I did find out bits and pieces over the years, the doubt still remains.”

I feel like a prick — but I push through it. “Okay.” She sounds wounded now. “I miss you,” she whispers. Lie. Her voice and words cut through me like a warm, hot blade through butter to dislodge the tears stinging my eyes. “Sure.” Miss you too, angel. “Bye.” That’s all I can manage to get out with the lump in my throat. I curl myself up on the deck chair, bottle loose in my hand, and close my eyes, letting the pain cloak me. There’s a knock on the door. When I open my eyes, it’s dark.

I'm still in shock when a message from him pops in. Aiden: Fuck, it was a mistake. Oh. So that's it. He didn't mean to call me. Fuck him. I am about to put my phone away when another message pops up from Aiden. I open it, my eyes widening at the bold words staring back at me. Aiden - I MISS YOU.

She's not just my world; she's the reason I believe in galaxies within a gaze. -Unknown. |K I R I L L| I found myself on my bed, scrolling through the gallery on my phone. The familiar images of Aleeza and me together brought a bittersweet smile to my face. Each photo held a story, a memory etched in pixels. My thumb traced the outline of her face on the screen, a subconscious gesture of longing. Sighing, I decided to reach out to her. I opened our chat and typed, "I miss you," feeling the weight of those words resonate with the quiet room. As I hit send, I set my phone down, staring at it as if expecting an immediate response.

I rush to the door and open it and there is the man i've been missing for the past few days. I drink him in and he does the same. I'm sure both our eyes are black with lust and I launch myself at him and he catches me effortlessly and our lips are on each other as he walks into my apartment and closes the door with his foot never breaking the kiss even as he walks through the apartment with me in tow and press me up against the wall by the stairs, when we finally part and he leans into my neck and breathes me in. << Goddess! I missed you so much baby, I thought I was going to go out of my mind when you just vanished like that please don't ever do that again babe my sanity can't take it. >>