Missing someone is your heart’s way of reminding you that you love them.

I die every day, every second without U

I miss you more than the sun misses the sky at night.

When I miss you, I read our old conversation, smile like an idiot, listen to songs that remind me of you, Then miss you more

I miss you a little, I guess you could say, a little too much, a little too often and a little more each day.

I don't miss you. I miss the laughs. The smiles. The good times. The way things were.

I pretend that I don’t care, but it makes me miss you more.