Missing someone is not about how long it has been since you have seen them or the amount of time since you have talked. It is about that very moment when you are doing something and wishing they were there with you.
I miss you as soon as I wake up. I miss you when I'm about to sleep. I wish you're always here next to me.
I miss you even more than I could have believed and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.
Even if I spend the entire day with you, I will miss you the second you leave.
Every day I fight the urge to text you or call you, telling myself that if you wanted to talk to me, you would call me first.
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.
I miss you the most at night when everything is quiet. The silence reminds me that you're not next to me.
I miss you most at night. When everything is quiet and the silence reminds me that I'm not sleeping next to you.