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I flick it open, and smile again, unable to conceal my joy and the way my heart gets all warm and gooey and tingly. Jake Carrero has sent you–Avril Lavigne “I Miss You”. I chew on my lip as I waiver over whether I should reply with a song which once broke my heart or scroll for a new one. Maybe it’s time to make that song mean something else to us now; take away the pain I feel anytime I hear it on the radio or in passing. I push down the doubt with a slow inhale and send it on its way to him. You have sent Jake Carrero–Avril Lavigne “When You’re Gone”

( Not me crying on my bed and sending you this) I’m tryin to find you And show you my heart It's bleeding, crying Why can't you just say That you've move on She's kissed your lips That was mine I wanna run, But I’m a fool I kept on hoping You'll knock on my door Smiling, and pulling me Into your arms Oh how I‘ve missed you My heart whispers your name Maybe you'll come back If I say that I love you (my first song) Yours, Bibi’s mom

POV: Siena Blake The moment the words “I miss you” left my lips, I wanted to choke on them. They tasted like ash, like decay, like something I should have buried long ago but was now forced to resurrect. Every syllable scraped against my throat, bitter and vile, but I let them fall anyway. I had to. I needed to. Because if Zane wanted me to play the part of the shattered, heartbroken woman who was too desperate to move on, the woman still clinging to the ruins of a love that never existed, I would give him that.

She was right at some point that there's nothing to talk about "Look Blane, it's almost 2 years. Everything is too late to talk about, I don't think it's necessary for u-" "I miss you" I cut her and she looked at me disbelief "I miss you, that's the only thing that I want to say. I know it's almost 2 years but everytime I close my eyes at night. You kept appearing in my head. It bothers me" I said honestly and she looked at me speechless "It's temporary" She stated in a small tone and looked away

I buried my face in my arms and whispered it into the hollow of my skin: “I miss you.” The words weren’t meant for the room. They were for him. Wherever he was. Whatever he was doing. If he was staring up at the same dark sky, if he was lying in some unfamiliar bed with a head full of old ghosts, maybe some part of him would hear me. “I miss the way you said my name like it tasted different on your tongue. I miss the way your fingers brushed my skin like they didn’t know how to stop. I miss your voice. I miss the way you made me feel like the world didn’t own me.”

◇RISHI POV◇ due to my silly behaviour I stayed away from her whole day but when she came near me iam really melted in her love I never get tired in loving her she said she is going near her parents I don't want her o leave me but I can't stop her because I can't be more selfish last night iam unable to sleep because iam addicted to her warmth did she also feels same like me oh God this feeling is killing me when I say that I miss you I really mean a lot you always stay in my dreams always in my heart can't really stay a moment without you can't really stay this way please come back soon as I miss you is all I can say each minute I spent without you makes me miss you so much each night I drea

The song concluded with words that were delivered almost as a personal confession rather than a part of the song, their impact heightened by the absence of a melody: "I love you, and I miss you. I love you, and you are the sight and light to my eyes. Even when you’re torturing me with your absence, I still love you to death" These words, hit me hard. Her voice was raw with emotion, every syllable heavy with longing and pain. Her love for this person was so profound that even their absence, while torturous, could not diminish it. I was moved to tears, her pain mirrored in my own heart as I recognized the depth of her feelings. It was clear that she was singing not just to herself, but directl

I think fate has a plan once again, and they are trying to play with me again. I don't know why, out of eight billion people in the world, I am fate’s favorite plaything. Can they choose someone else this time? The one who can also play and crack a joke with them? Because I am already exhausted by their silly and painful game. I don’t have anyone to hold onto. I also don’t know where to hide from their silly games. I miss you. I miss you so much. I love you and still miss you. - Infinity

Another tear fell from my eyes. I shook my head slightly, leaning closer. “I was wrong. I was so wrong, Tristan. You’re really going to make me do this alone, huh?” I let out a broken laugh. My thumb brushed lightly over his knuckles. “I miss you…I miss everything about you. You do not get to leave me like this… Tristan” I leaned closer, my forehead almost touching his hand. “What would I do without you?” “You don’t get to just… lie here while everything falls apart.” My fingers curled tighter around his.

The plaster on my right leg was gone, though my steps were still unsteady. "Leo Ashcroft isn't here, Mr. and Mrs. Ashcroft. My name's August Somerset," I said flatly. "Leo…" Malinda cried out as she reached out toward me. "Please come home with us, will you?" "I am home, and this is my mom," I said and tucked my arm into Joycelyn's. Smiling, I continued, "As for you, we're strangers." Bianca stepped out of the car at last. She couldn't even muster the courage to meet my eyes as she hoarsely said, "I'm sorry, Leo. I know that I've messed up, so will you please give me one more chance?"