When I saw you, I was afraid to meet you. When I met you, I was afraid to kiss you. When I kissed you, I was afraid to love you. Now that I love you, I'm afraid to lose you.
You won my heart when you glanced at me and you swept me off my feet with just one kiss. Kissing you is like getting your signature, as I am your biggest fan.
I miss you even more than I could have believed and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.
I fell asleep last night wanting to kiss you. I woke up this morning and that feeling hasn't left.
I just wanna see you. Hold you. Hug you. Touch you. Kiss you. Cuddle you. Love you.
I want to see your smile and hear your laughter. I want to kiss away your hurts and hold you until you know without a doubt that this is for real.
Even if I spend the entire day with you, I will miss you the second you leave.
I can't wait until I can roll over at 2 am to find your lips instead of a text.
When I miss you, I read our old conversations, smile like an idiot, listen to songs that remind me of you, then I miss you more.
Missing you is my hobby, caring for you is my job, making you happy is my duty and loving you is my life.