Sitting here thinking about how much I miss 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.
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.
While I sleep, I dream of you, and while I wake, I long to hold you in my arms. If anything, our time apart has only made me more certain that I want to spend my nights by your side, and my days with your heart.