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.
I went away, dear Agnes, loving you. I stayed away, loving you. I returned home, loving you!
I just close my eyes because I might see your face. I just close my mouth because I might hear your voice. I just close my ears because I might hear of you, but I could not close my heart because I love you.
If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever.
I miss you even more than I could have believed and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.
Thinking of you keeps me awake. Dreaming of you keeps me asleep. Being with you keeps me alive.
Today I caught myself smiling for no reason, then I realized I was thinking about you.
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.
Missing you is my hobby, caring for you is my job, making you happy is my duty and loving you is my life.
You're my first thought in the morning, my last thought before I fall asleep and almost every thought in between.
If you're wondering whether or not I'm thinking of you, the answer is yes.
The best part about the morning is that I'm thinking about you, but the worst part of this morning is that I'm away from you.
I miss you the most at night when everything is quiet. The silence reminds me that you're not next to me.