Open When You Miss Me Letters Novels & Stories

ME: Would you meet me for coffee tomorrow? I stared at the message. It sounded too casual. I added: ME: Not at the house. You can choose the place. Then: ME: I am not going to argue. I only want to talk. I sent them. The reply did not come immediately. I forced myself to place the phone down. Ten minutes later, it vibrated. MISSY: Why? I typed. ME: Because I miss you. The honesty made me uncomfortable. It also felt right. A minute passed.

But I'm getting there, and it's starting to get easier. I hope I didn't make you cry in my last letter If you got it. But If you didn't, then great. I hope that you got it, but I hope you didn't at the same time. Does that makes any sense? I hope to be able to hear from you soon, to hear how you're doing. I hope you love college, it's going to be a whole new experience for you, and a great one at that. I really miss you, and... I know this isn't the right way to say this, but.. XX=I'=m==I=n==l=o=v=e==w=i=t=h==y=o=u=XX I Miss you very much. Every day, and every night. I hope to see you as soon as I can.

"Baby girl, first I want you to know that I love you more then life itself. If you have this letter that means I succeeded in hiding you, but, failed in my mission to make it home to you. Now, this is serious, and I need you to know I'm sorry your life is about to change forever. let me start from the beginning, keep an open mind my baby it will all make sense in just a short time.

We ran through the bridge, went down through the escalator and realized raindrops are still falling—touches our skin. We continued and sat on blocks facing the bay, as the sunsets. We opened the pack of chips and ate, opened up their umbrellas and decided to give each other what we made. Michane were the first to give. She gave me a pink, rectangular, plastic box. I opened it and there were candies with 2 letters. To be opened when I receive it, when I'm happy, when I'm bored, when I'm angry, when I'm sad, and when I miss them.

“Can I open it?” “Of course, it’s yours. I’m excited too.” Hyacinth carefully untied the pink ribbon and opened the box, pulling out a letter. She began to read aloud: Dearest Hyacinth, It is with the deepest joy and gratitude that we finally have the opportunity to connect with you. Meeting you feels like a long-awaited blessing, and we are truly honored to welcome you into our lives.

More couples are dancing to the slow rhythm, some are on their tables eating with their loved ones, and sone arer just watching but you can see how genuine their happiness is. I silently sat down in the corner and quietly reading the letters. Each word that I read just give off magic. It has something between the lines and how the words are being gathered, and how each portrays eternal feeling of relief. But,there's this one letter that has no name writen on it. It's a light brown paper with some dried petals on the front page. I opened it and it made me stop breathing for seconds. It says: To my moon. I love you the most.

We started off writing letters 20 years ago and you became a very important person in my life. Besides from my friends and my smoking hot 10 year old self I didn't have a true friend I couldn't. What I'm trying to say is that I hope the Spain heather actually pisses you off and you have to go to the Antarctic just to get rid of the burns. I miss you so much princess. So fucking much. You know where I am and I know where you are Love Max I hold the letter close to me just as I feel the sand behind me sink a little.

Sharlynn's POV My hands started to shake as I opened the letter and read what was written in it. ****** "Dear Sharlette, I'm not even going to bother asking how you're feeling because I know it must be tough having to be the one who judges us three stubborn-goat-headed families. I'm writing my one thousand and fifty fourth letter to you because I've missed you so much during the last week.

After all, the letter usually contained usual greetings, with maybe a line saying how much he missed her. Yet that one line—"I miss you"—was enough to soothe her longing. When she opened the letter this time and read the first two lines, her eyes widened in shock. She quickly placed a hand over her chest and muttered angrily, "How shameless... Only someone like that would sneak a peek at a couple's private letters." Her heart raced, a mix of embarrassment and anger, as she started reading from the beginning again.

I sat up and start reading the letter. *My love, I am sorry to leave you without saying goodbye to you but when we reach home you have already fallen asleep by then and I don't want to wake you up just to say goodbye to you but, I promise, I will try to return home as soon as possible. I am going to miss you. I love you. Don't miss me too much. - Love Cole,* I read the letter, and a smile automatically forms on my face. I turned to see it was 8:00 am so I decided to get ready for the day and call him.