Open When You Miss Me Alot Novels & Stories

I pressed the phone harder against my ear as if that might somehow close the distance. “I think about you when I wake up. I think about you when I’m supposed to be learning how systems hide people. I think about you when some girl I’ve never met tries to put her mouth on mine like I’m available. I’m not available. I haven’t been available since you. Where are you, Cassian? I’m asking again because I don’t know what else to do. Where are you? I miss you. I miss you so much it feels like something is eating its way out of my chest. Please. Please come get me. I don’t know how much longer I can keep doing this alone.”

An avalanche of messages is pouring in and there are hundreds of notifications of miscalls. I open a random message, it was sent two days ago. "Princess, please, call me. I miss you so terribly. Tell me where you are so I can be with you." My mind becomes heavy. I miss him too, but I know meeting him again will only hurt us. I open another one. “Please, please, please. We can work this out. Don't run away from me at the first storm. Call me, Princess!' I throw the phone on the bed and hold my head. If only I could see him one more time, be with him! My heart pounds at that thought. Just once and then definitely not again, really not anymore, I promise myself. I need this one chance.

/Selena’s POV/ I must have been delaying this for so long, it’s getting colder again, winter is right around the corner, I miss your subtle laughter, the way your curve your lips up to the right corner when you’re about to do something mischievous, I love the way you shyly fidget your fingers when you’re about to ask me something, afraid that I’d reject you, I miss your towering figure casting shadows in my room, your warm breath that tickles my skin any time your stand close, your intoxicating pheromones that get me high even without drugs, how I wish you would know how much I miss your presence.

I turned her around to face me and all I could see was doubt on her eyes. Why isn’t she believing my words? “I miss you.It’s been really hard for me since you left.You’re on my mind every second of the day.I hate it that you’re not home with me.I’ve been sleeping in your bed because it smells like you,because I wanted to feel you in any way possible.I miss you.I miss us.I miss everything we shared.Being without you for weeks now makes me feel like a living corpse.It’s like my soul is away from me.Please give me a chance,Maliyah,please.”

Dear Stephanie, You’re probably wondering why I am sending a note. I decided that I am not going to give up on you and I am going to send a note each day till you accept to be mine. You know, I remember the first time I met you. I wasn’t even sure if we could live together but now, it’s like I have found a soulmate in you. I miss you a lot around the house. Sometimes, I just stare at the front door in your room hoping you would come out of it. I miss your smile, the subtle way you laugh and the way you talk. I miss how you light up a whole place just by being in it. I miss how you sit in front of the tv, rewatching friends for the hundredth time. I miss you and I want you back. I never knew

I am infected so please come immediately because I am dying. We might be separated by distance but never ever by heart, the distance means nothing when you mean everything!When I pray I dont see God, but I know he listens As such, When I write you I dont see you, but I know you think of me and Smiles. We cannot meet nor see each other. And yet I love you more every day. Today i miss u Yesterday i missed u. Don't worry about tomorrow, i ll always miss u, and that is a promise. Miss U Forever. “

“Don’t you miss me too?” My heαrt wαs thundering so loudly I couldn’t heαr myself think. I wαnted to tell her everything. Thαt I missed her so fucking much. Thαt I wαnted her in wαys I wαsn’t supposed to. Thαt I wαs scαred thαt one dαy she’d wαlk in looking exαctly like this‚ αnd I wouldn’t hαve the strength to look αwαy. “Huh‚ Ryαn?”

Trying to rewrite the story. My thumb trembled as I opened the message. My heart slammed hard enough to shake the bones in my chest. I MISS YOU. I WANT TO SEE YOU. BUT I’M NOT WELL ENOUGH TO COME GET YOU. PLEASE, DIANA. COME OVER TO MY PLACE. Tears stung my eyes before I could stop them, blurring the screen until the words melted into light. I didn’t even finish reading before I threw off the covers. The floor was cool beneath my feet. My blood surged, hot and loud, a tidal wave crashing through my veins.

"Train well, but never do that to me. Otherwise, I might not be able to get it up anymore." He wouldn't be able to get it up? I blushed profusely. "Babe, I miss you so much that I'm going crazy. During the day, I see your shy smile everywhere I go. It's worse at night. I see it whether I'm in the bathroom, on the couch, or in bed. I feel empty. "I want to hug you and tease you. Baby, do you miss me?"

No response. “I miss you. I miss you every day and it’s more painful than I can take. Every time I look at your pictures, I feel as though someone is stabbing my heart with needles. I can’t take it. You being in a place where I cannot see or talk to you just tears me apart and I feel like I’m going to lose my mind.” A single tear fell down my cheek. “Just one more day. One day is what I’m asking for. Let me hold you just for one day and I promise it’s enough for me.”