Open When You Miss Me Letter Novels & Stories

“It’s from my mate. It’s mine.” Chuckling, I hurried to a quiet corner, my fingers trembling as I tore open the envelope. My breath hitched as I pulled out the letter and began to read. My Dearest Leia, It feels like an eternity since I last held you in my arms, since I last heard your voice or felt the warmth of your presence beside me. Every night, I find myself reaching for you in my sleep, only to wake up to the cold emptiness of my chambers. I miss you more than words can convey.

My heart began to pound a little bit more inside my chest as soon as I see that there was a small card inside. I was hesitant but I know I needed and wanted to read what is written in it. After having the guts, I opened the letter which says: Did you miss me? -Jolene No. Fucking no, it can’t be.

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. “

He said with a slight grin, “But no one on this planet will ever love you as much as I do.” “I know that, as well.” She said as she looked at him, and their names were called. They walked up to the front of the place, and everything happened so quickly. She was reeling at the end when it was over. The paper was stamped and signed. Everything was set to go and would be filed in the morning by them. They had their copy, and the other would be mailed to them. He looked at her, and then he smiled, “Stay here for the night or go home?”

I am not there, I am not here when they need me. The manager suddenly sit in front of me and give me a piece of paper, "He wrote this yesterday and told me to give this to you, he seems to noticed your sadness for pass few days, you might dont know but he sees you everyday even you dont notice him, so he wrote this letter, it is for you to find out what the content is" She said and then give me the paper that I accept the she left, I slowly open the letter, and start reading it,

She remembered the first letter. Her heart was beating so fast it seemed like it would escape her body. She searched frantically through the papers on the desk, searching for the first letter, desperate to find some sort of answer. She ripped open the letter, ignoring the seal, as soon as she laid hands on it. Dearest Edwina, I’ve always loved you, and I know you still love me too. Meet me at Languine’s on Main Street. We can be together again. Your love,

This is our new way of studying together, our legs entwined while we study. I open the paper letter first and read it. ‘Hey Yorick! I know you didn’t expect to hear from me so soon, but since I wanted to encourage you to write me quickly, I wrote the day you left. It’s already too quiet here. How can you have so much of a presence here that I already miss you?

Celeste Ten years later The letter arrives on a Tuesday in early May, slipped between bills and Aurora’s school art fair invitation. The envelope is heavy cream stock, my name typed in the same formal font they used when I was dying. I know who it’s from before I even open it.

Before I can leave the cabin totally, a letter flew right on my foot. I pick it up. My forehead creased as the envelopes look familiar. I look outside, and there is no other person besides me. I look at West, but he is still busy. I look inside it. Even the paper feels so familiar. I opened it, and letters started to form. “It is time to go home, my child. Go back to daddy. I miss you.” I suddenly feel chilled. The letter slips from my hand, and I watched it burn right before my eyes.

Our years of friendship from childhood till, till I made a complete mess out of it. I have another week and half to try to contact her in some way, perhaps just the love letter part, leaving out all the details of every mistake I’ve made. I began writing just how much she means to me, just how much I miss her laughter, her jokes, her smile and how her beautiful blue eyes twinkle every time I called her sweetheart. The letter was done in under half an hour and posted at the mail center by me personally. The next morning at breakfast, my steps were a bit lighter, my mood just a bit better as I sat down and filled my plate. Jake nudged me, “feeling better this morning?”