I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone.
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
I miss everything about you. Can't believe that I still want youAnd after all the things we've been through.
I miss him in so many ways, but right now I miss him in the way you always miss someone when you're single among a room full of couples.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
What is the opposite of two? A lonely me, a lonely you.
Ok, look. I'm honest. Girl I can't lie I miss you. You and the music were the only things that I'd commit to
For everything you gain, you lose something.
I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can play together all night.
All days are nights to see till I see thee, And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.
You left , and my heart is a ceaseless sermon of loneliness.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death, and frustrates hope severer than despair.
I never want to be away from you again, except at work, in the restroom or when one of us is at a movie the other does not want to see.
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you, Tomorrow I'll miss you.
Every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven.
In the hope to meet
Shortly again, and make our absence sweet.
Among men and women, those in love do not always announce themselves with declarations and vows. But they are the ones who weep when you're gone. Who miss you every single night, especially when the sky is so deep and beautiful, and the ground so very cold.
Nothing makes the earth seem so spacious as to have friends at a distance; they make the latitudes and longitudes.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an age.
Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream,
And I seek thee in vain by the meadow and stream.
When I go away from you
The world beats dead
Like a slackened drum.
What shall I do with all the days and hours
That must be counted ere I see thy face?
How shall I charm the interval that lowers
Between this time and that sweet time of grace?
Gone - flitted away, Taken the stars from the night and the sun From the day! Gone, and a cloud in my heart.
Oft in the tranquil hour of night,
When stars illume the sky,
I gaze upon each orb of light,
And wish that thou wert by.
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