Novel & Cerita Sure Going To Miss Her

I shook my head in disbelief. “Right,” she agreed. “It was really annoying, but Nate’s coming to our house to tell them our plans.” “Good!” I sighed in relief. “Let’s celebrate that when I come home.” “I miss you, Scar.” “I miss you too.” “Oh, I heard Nate’s going to visit you today. Are you alright?” she asked. “Yes, because I’m really going to die here. There’s nothing fun to do.” “Then why don’t you just come with Nate when he flies back?”

He informs, I furrow my eyebrows. "There was nothing scheduled," I point out confused. "Last minute, with Mayer," I glare at the back of his head sighing and going back to my papers humming 'don't let her go' by Walker Hayes lowly to myself. *~*~*~* "And if she ever misses me, please...don't let her, make her feel better. Say something funny say something 'bout the weather, tell her wherever I am, I'm good. And if she think she can love again, she should. Understood?" I sing.

I said to her and she pulled me into a hug. “It is, but not forever. I will come visit whenever I have the time and I promise you that I will be at every game you play or at the very least watch it if I can't be there in person. And if Sierra messes with you in my absence you have my permission to relieve her of some teeth,* Kaitlyn said to me and I burst out laughing despite the sinking feeling in my gut. I was going to miss her. “One day I will. I'm going to miss our late night chats,” I said to her and she smiled at me.

I added. “I didn't say that,” she gritted as she spoke and I scoffed out mildly. I didn't know what else to say to her, or how else to stall her. “I'm missing out!” She added. I looked towards her and she threw her head out the window. “Miss Adele wouldn't even call to know if I'm alright!” She seemed disappointed Adele didn't reach out to her which was funny considering she had earlier found the attention Adele gave to her unacceptable. I let out a mild smile and placed my hands on hers.

Bob? - Of course. And I was not talking about losing, losing. I was referring to the fact that when a person is missing you go through the hell that is inevitable. But that person is just missing, maybe one day you will be reunited. Only death has no solution. - What makes you say she is not dead?

“I don’t know what they discussed, but it can’t be a good sign. If she’s back in the States, we need to act fast.” “No,” I said, which caused him to look up in confusion. “What?” “You heard me,” I said, still staring at the picture. “You’re not going to do anything. Let her be.” “Have you forgotten who we’re talking about?” “I don’t care,” I said. “You’re not going to do anything.” “Why not?” “Because I miss her,” I said. “And I’m going to talk to her.”

I told her, I see the moment her shoulder relaxes, “it’s not about you; I love having you here.” “You are my sister. You are supposed to say that.” “Are you doing this?” she asked. I nodded. “Yes, I am.” She came forward and hugged me tight, “I am going to miss you, and I am sure George will miss his auntie too.” “I will miss you guys too, and promise to check up now and then.” She left my room, leaving me to wonder if I was making a mistake. I will find out tomorrow.

"Ummmm??? I don't know if I missed you or not. But yes I was craving your tight hug so much. " "That's what missing is like crazy " I said as I giggled at her cuteness. "Well than maybe I did. " she said as I chuckled."Than say it." "No?!!" "say it " "Okay. I … Missed… You " she said as I laughed she was sounding like I was asking her to commit crime at police station. "Now say My Dear Vee" "Really? Get lost " she said as she hunged up. As I laughed and that remembered God. I haven't convince her dad yet

Mistakes get people hurt. But I don't know what else to hope for anymore. "She won't stay hidden forever," River says gently. Forever. The word twists something deep inside my chest. Forever isn't something I can even think about. A few weeks has already felt unbearable. Months? Years? No. I can't accept that. Every day she's gone is another day I'll never get back. I'll miss hearing her complain about morning sickness. I'll miss watching her baby bump grow. I'll miss every doctor's appointment.

I read the caption, and my heart sinks, ‘The sun rises better with you’. I almost hurl my phone across the room. Just friends, my fucking left nut. I’m trying not to let it bother me, but Jesus Christ, it’s eating me up. I’ve not seen her in days, and I miss her. I’ve been waiting to apologise to her for what I said, but she’s not been around. Each day I go into the office hoping to see her, but she’s not there, and each day my heart sinks a little deeper into that deep dark pool of disappointment.