I miss you

hello i miss you

i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you please come back i will do anything for you i will worship you i will treat you like a fucking god come back my love please please please come back i beg you i will never find anyone like you i will never see anyone the same way as you i'd do anything please come back please please please you're my first thought in the morning and the last thought as i go to bed you're everything to me and it hurts it hurts nothing feels good without you i want you so bad anything for you

To my Kutty, I miss you alot and I know I've said this countless times but that's the truth, even a day without you feels like months and feels like hell. I wanna say thank you ma, for staying with me, even thought most of the things i do are stupid yet you teach me and guide me and your love and care is something i wished for years to have in my life. So thank you baby, for us, and I won't stop working hard till I tie a knot around your neck and call you my wife kutty. I love you so so much and I'm forever grateful for you ma. With Love, Your Ma

Любовь моя я тебя очень сильно люблю. Ты лучшее что есть в моей и я всегда буду тебя любить как бы ты там не капризничала. Береги себя и следи за своим здоровьем это самое главное и не думай о подарках для начала самые важные вещи. Я тебя очень очень люблю.

hi bsf dito lang ako magkakaron ng courage to confess kase ayoko masira yung friendship na matagal kong pinangarap—kahit mas pangarap kita. at first it start from a little crush nung gr9 then it grows sound cringe pero totoo kung gaano na tayo katagal naging magkaibigan ganon na rin kita katagal nagustuhan. pinilit kong labanan dahil alam kong mali—mali hindi dahil ayoko kundi mali kase naghahangad ako na magkakagusto ka rin sakin, na magugustuhan mo rin ako pabalik. pero hindi, anong laban ko sa mga nakafling mo? im just a low maintenance girl, hindi yung tipikal na babae na babaeng babae kumilos o gumalaw. madalas pang pagkamalang tomboy; hindi ko inasahan na mag lo-long yung feelings ko sayo at umabot ng years, hindi ko alam bakit gusto kita. i miss being your no. 1 kachikahan every night HAHAHHAHHAHWHAHHA na tipong sayo ko una ichichika lahat ng mga nalalaman ko at ganon ka rin sakin, i miss you being my bsf, my rant buddy and also kabardagulan, malayo na naging friendship natin and im so grateful na kung dati sobrang limited lang mga sinasabi mo about you, but unti unti natutunan mong mag open up, natutunan mong aralin ka at malaman kung sino ka. i felt so happy when we chat almost every night ranting or advicing each other and also magchikahan. lalo na if you need someone na mag aadvice for rs advice or to learn a girl. ikaw yung unang una kong naging sobrang close na guy, kaya umabot sa point na gusto kong burahin yung feelings ko sayo dahil alam kong mali, dahil platonic lang to dapat. masaya ako pag masaya ka sobra, at ayoko ng nalulungkot ka—kahit hindi mo alam. being your bsf is something im so grateful to have, never ko naman nakita na magiging tayo, kase even i think you as more than a bsf id rather keep you as my bsf just to be close or to be with you—and to be with you as my bsf is more grateful to have, than being with you more than just a bsf i hope you the best bff, i hope you success and to be happy. i also hope na you find peace, and the world could lighten to you. i hope someday makahanap ka ng taong gugustohin ka araw araw at walang sawang mamahalin ka ng buong buo. im just here to support you no matter what happen, im your biggest fan. if you want someone to talk to im here, just rant to me. im here to listen to you all the time. being your bsf is something i will treasure for the rest of my life at wala na kong mahihiling pa.

V, I'm love sick. Terribly so. You should be a stranger to me, Any connection we made be through a screen and a six-hour drive. Things can be learned through a glowing box, But you know, my love, that it is harder to interpret Then being able to see one's body language as he tells the pattern of his heart. It is the touch of my person, And the rhythm of his voice That I anticipate. As I complain here, I am only minutes away from retreating back to that screen, Asking you and reading out your responses, Imagining how you would say it to my face. I try so much. And you sometimes let our talks flow easily, And other times leave me staring at a one-word response, Wondering whether or not you are going to close your own eyes forever. Wondering if the voice and touch I anticipate will ever reach me. I hate you for being like this. I hate how you shut down. But I refuse to stay mad. I'd rather seem obsessed than be ignorant Of the way you stiffen up when I mention your parents, Or your school, Or how you go dry when I ask: "Are you okay?" And then you don't say you love me back. I know you love me, But am I pressuring you? I know you are honest, and I express too much concern, And I am entirely too self-aware, But I can't help but make sure my efforts are working. You are precious to me. I don't want to be the bed you rot in all day, Because even as I held you, There would be little comfort void of emptiness. I don't want to be the blade that you tear yourself with, Because even as I felt your warmth, It would be a regret. I won't pry, I wont judge, I promise this to everyone. I only want to hear about your soul. Your art. Your city. Your sports. Your friends. Your dreams, no matter how small. "Tell me when you're comfortable enough to," "Tell me if this is annoying," "I won't judge you," And yet you seem permanently broken. I am not like the others you speak to, I learn and understand. And yet those people have made you put your walls up, So high that I feel as if i'm one of those unhelpful helpers sometimes. When I meet you, I will embrace you. I will ask for a kiss, if you'd like. And I would touch your hair. It looks so soft from the screen, Like I would bury my face in it and smell the sweetness of your soul That has been buried by the cruelty and prejudice of the world. I wonder if your voice would sound the same. I wonder if your hands would be cold and limp From the physical weight of your mental exhaustion, Or if they'd warm up when meeting mine. I may not be as big as your fears and griefs, But my love is sturdier than them. And if you'd prefer to hide from me, To stop loving me, To call this "corny," Then do what you'd like. But I'll wait as long as I let myself. Even if I have just met someone, I can read them, And I wont let myself ignore their suffering. Maybe it is a curse I have, But for you, I'll always see my curse as a blessing. Sympathy is not a weakness, Therapy is not your cure. I love you, baby (please text me back). Good night, Anonymous Loverboy (yes this is men-loving-men)

good morning yank😳🤚🤚 aku cinta km banyakk, and i hope u know that with me, u don't have to pretend to be okay all the time. i want u to feel safe, comfortable, and loved whenever u're with me yaa :( jangan sering-sering overthink ya! everything won't always be as bad as what ur mind tells u, and no matter what happens, i'll still be here 4 u. ily bukan cuma pas km lagi seneng, tapi juga pas km lagi betmud, sedih, cape, insecure, atau pas semuanya terasa berat. jadi jgn terlalu keras sama diri km sendiri yaa. take care of urself for me yaa and for urself too, n don't keep everything by urself. kalau ada apa-apa cerita aja, i'll listen. let ur mind rest a little, bcs u deserve peace n happiness too ♥️ iloveuuuu so muchhh, mff klo aku kadang ga pinter ngomong, tpi ak beneran sayang km(⁠っ⁠˘⁠з⁠(⁠˘⁠⌣⁠˘⁠ ⁠)

i know, i KNOW i fucked up. you did too, though. i know we dont talk anymore. but i miss us.

You broke my heart. I forgive you. I wish you a lot of feelings.

Dear MyFuture, First and foremost, I just want to thank God for giving me you. Thank you for coming into my life and making it brighter and happier every day. I truly admire you for who you are, and I love everything about you. I promise that one day, I will marry you, travel every country with you, create countless beautiful memories together, and build our own happy family. I want to have kids with you and spend the rest of my life taking care of you and our future kiddos. So please be patient with dada. Dada is still in the process of becoming the man who can give you and our future children a wonderful and comfortable life. Every effort I make is for us and for the future we will build together. See yaaaa soon, My Love 🤗🤍🤍🤍

Amy, we liked each other for awhile and especially right after we met online through a roleplay. I want you to know that I miss you and love you a lot, I’m so sorry I messed our friendship up :( rest in peace Amy.. I love you ❤️

Mamaskuuuu, cintaaanyaa akuuu hehehehe mas rohman sayangg, my future husband, kyaaaa>< aku malu sendirii ngetiknyaa Kamuuu pastiii capee bangett yawnn, mianhaeyoo aku tadii pagii badmood karena tugass dan aku lagi lagii dapet temen sekelompok yg itu itu lagiii dan sampee ciang pun ngga balas balas chat muuu, maaf aku menduakanmuu dengan tugass huhu:', tapiiii asal mamaskuu tauuuuu akuuu kangen banget hiks🥲😖, dan baruu selesaiii tadii sebelum maghrib huhu:', sayangkuuu pastii cape bangett yaaa? I know u need some space but I still here for uuuu, akuuu ciapp dengan senang hatiii mendengarkan ceritaa mamaskuuuu mwehehhehe, gimanaa akuu ngga makin cintaaa mamaskuu ajaa makin hariii makin keren mwehehehhee, rasa ingin memilikimu makin hariii makin naik😖 gimanaaa niiihh mwehehhe Pokoknyaa I love UuuuUUuu sejagat rayaaa hahahha Terakhir Tembakan cintaaa, piu piu🔫🤍 (๑'ᴗ')ゞ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

halowww sayanggg, heheheeh bobo yang nyenyaaakk yaaa kalo sampeee kabarin akuu i lovee youuu sayangg

hi. how are you? i hope you’re doing okay. i can’t help it anymore. i miss you. i miss you so bad. every part of my day keeps reminding me of you, and no matter how much i try to distract myself, ikaw gihapon akong mahuna-hunaan. i am so sorry for how things turned out between the two of us. i am so, so sorry for hurting you. i am sorry for hurting you with my words, especially knowing how fragile and sensitive you are. kabalo ko ana, but i still did it anyway. and that’s something i deeply regret. how i see you never changed. even after everything, i still see you as someone gentle, sweet, soft, and loving towards me. i still see you as the same person who messaged me 5 months ago, the same person who made me poems, sang songs for me, stayed up talking to me, and showered me with words of affirmation even when kabalo ka dili na akong love language. you still did it because you loved me in the best way you knew how. you made me believe that i was still capable of loving someone again. before you, i was so guarded. daghan kaayo kog walls nga gitukod because of everything i went through before, but ikaw ray naka paubos ato tanan without even forcing it. you made me soft again. you made me feel safe enough to be vulnerable. and that means so much to me more than you probably realize. i miss you every time i wake up and open my phone. i miss you whenever i watch reels and see something that reminds me of you. i miss you when i listen to the songs you introduced to me. i miss you when something funny happens and ikaw dayon akong first thought nga gusto sendan. i miss your updates, your voice, your presence, your pagka baby. this is probably the longest time nga wala ta nagstorya, and it honestly hurts more than i can explain. i know i hurt you, and maybe this longing is something i deserve for everything i did. maybe this is my consequence. and honestly, it tortures me. but even then, i know i caused you pain too, and that hurts me the most. i am deeply sorry for my words, for shutting you out, for making you feel ignored and unloved when all you ever did was love me genuinely. i couldn’t stop thinking about you. ikaw ra gyud akong gihuna-huna the whole day. bisag unsaon nako ug busy sa akong self, mubalik ra gihapon akong thoughts nimo. it’s probably too late now, i know. but please let me express these feelings because they’ve been so heavy since last night. wala ko’y mahimo kay i also don’t want to keep hurting you anymore. i should have known how much you hated being ignored, but i still kept doing it whenever ma overwhelm ko. i always let my cloudy thoughts and sapot control me. instead of reassuring you or communicating properly, i pushed you away. and you never deserved that. not even once. and i am so sorry for comparing you to that bangtam. you are nothing like him. dili gyud ka parehas ato niya. you are far more gentle, patient, caring, expressive, and genuine. he could never compare to you. not even close. you always told me that i changed something in you, but you changed something in me too. you made me more open, vulnerable, soft, clingy, and expressive. you made me feel loved in ways i forgot i deserved. you always treated me like your baby, but honestly, nothing is more baby than you. you’re just a baby trapped inside a big human body. and i swear, i still want to baby you forever. i miss your random messages. i miss hearing about your day. i miss your lambing. i miss how you would comfort me even when ikaw mismo kapoy na. i miss how patient you were with me despite everything. and i hate that i made you feel like your love wasn’t enough when in reality, it was more than enough for me. i hope one day you can still find it in your heart to give me another chance to make it up to you. but if dili na, i will understand. i’ll respect it even if it hurts. i just need you to know that i loved you so genuinely and deeply. nothing could ever compare to you. and honestly, i’m scared i may never find someone as gentle, expressive, sweet, caring, soft, understanding, and loving as you are. i still replay our moments together inside my head over and over again. sometimes i catch myself smiling looking at sa imohang sweet messages sa akoa, then suddenly ma realize nako nga dili na diay ta okay and it hurts all over again. i miss the little things the most, the way you talked to me, the way you would reassure me even when i was difficult, the way you stayed patient with me even during my worst moments. nobody has ever loved me as gently as you did. there are so many things i wish i could take back. if i could redo everything, i would choose softer words. i would choose understanding over anger. i would choose to communicate instead of shutting down and pushing you away. because losing you made me realize how precious you really are to me. i know sorry alone cannot undo the pain i caused you. kabalo ko nga dili lalim imong gi feel because of me. and i hate myself for becoming someone who hurt the person i loved the most. you only wanted reassurance, love, and consistency from me, and instead i let my own fears, overthinking, and past traumas affect the way i treated you. i hope you know none of this was because you were lacking. you were never lacking. dili ikaw ang problema. you loved me so purely and sincerely, and i was lucky enough to experience that kind of love from you. i just wish i handled your heart more carefully because you never deserved the pain i gave you. there are still so many things i wanted to experience with you. so many moments i imagined us having together in the future. and maybe that’s one of the reasons why this hurts so much for me too. because i didn’t just lose a person i loved—i also lost the comfort, softness, and future i secretly wanted with you. and despite everything that happened between us, a part of me will always be thankful that i met you. because for a while, you made me feel loved in the purest way possible.

Dear Dines, I don’t really know how to begin this, because there are so many things I have felt for so long and never said out loud. I have loved you for five years. Quietly, patiently, and in a way that never asked for anything in return. I don’t think I ever expected you to feel the same, but I still found myself hoping — always hoping — that maybe, one day, our paths would finally meet in the same way our hearts did. There is something I have carried with me for a long time. I don’t know if you ever noticed, or if it ever meant anything to you, but for me, every moment around you has stayed with me longer than I can explain. One evening outside the café, when you were hurt and not yourself, all I wanted was to make you feel safe again. I remember gently touching your hair and your face, trying to calm you, telling you that things would get better in the morning and that whatever you were carrying would pass. In that moment, you tried to kiss me. And I won’t lie — part of me wanted to stay there forever in that second, because it was you. But I also knew I couldn’t let something so important to me happen while you weren’t fully yourself. I wanted something real, something clear, something we could both remember without confusion. So I stepped back. Since that night, I keep wondering about one thing. Not because I regret caring for you, but because I care too much not to wonder: What would have happened if that moment had been different? I don’t know if you ever saw me the way I saw you. Maybe you didn’t. Maybe you couldn’t. But I needed to say this at least once, even if it never changes anything between us. I loved you. I still do, in a way that is quiet but never really leaves. Take care of yourself, Dines. Azra

I miss you. I miss you so much my body aches. I miss saying good morning and goodnight to you. I can’t sleep because I dream we are still friends and have to wake up and face reality that you are gone. That you are no longer part of my life. That all those memories we made were for nothing. All those promises broken. Our bucket list left forever half done. How did we end up like this? Did you really want to end it over one silly argument. I thought we were best friends forever? We promised never to leave each other. That we would always be there for each other no matter what. That we loved each other most out of everybody. If you loved me how could you let me go after one argument. It wasn’t even an argument. Our friendship meant more to me than that. I would do anything to have you back in my life. Anything. You are my best friend. I can’t do life without you. Honestly this is hell. Do you hurt? Are you missing me too? How can you go from everything to nothing and not feel a thing? I wish you never gave up on me. I took my walls down for you. You knew everything about me. You know what I’ve been through. You know how much I prayed for you in my life. And now you’ve gone. I lost you. My best friend, my favourite person, my always. I wish you could of stayed. P.s. I’ve attached a song that you once sent me to listen to and I told you that I’d sing this to you but you have no flaws you’re perfect to me.

I realized that i will always love you no matter what you do because i didn't fall in love with what you could give me, i fell in love with your soul so your mistakes mean nothing compared to the depth of who you are.

Something about you keeps me around, even though I've wanted to throw everything we have away on many occasions. My love for you these days is what I can say, the only thread keeping me striving for life, and now that I'm having a hard time living. I'm distant right now, yes, but you're all I think about. Probably the essence of my living. My love for you is love beyond what my body could comprehend, and yes, we are close friends, but I'm willing to risk it all for you, whether we end up married, old and grey, or we remain each other's biggest cheerleaders separately. I want to see the best happen to you until six feet under. I wish so desperately to talk again, but I fear that I might bring up everything's that's gone wrong since we last spoke. Just know, however you'll always be my favourite, regardless of where life places us. Lots of love, The weary artist.

My love ❤️ I know today feels heavy, but I need you to remember something… you are not alone. I’m with you, beside you, supporting you through every feeling and every moment. You don’t have to be strong all the time. You can rest, breathe, and lean on me whenever you need. Your smile means everything to me, and I’ll do whatever I can to bring it back. No matter how sad this day feels, I’m not going anywhere. I’m here for you, today and always. I love you ❤️ Your Jayn Jaan Choryn !

I don't know how to write this, my love. Words are concise, but they do not convey the ache of my heart for you. I can write pretty phrases, heart emojis and whatnot, but will they really tell you the sound of my heartbeat when I hear your name, will they justify the blush on my cheeks and the smile upon my lips, my bright eyes and my heart in bliss when you finally said "I love you"? No, they will not. Enough beating around the bush. I love you. Not "I loved you" or shit like that. "I love you." No amount of "moving on" will change the fact that my heart has only belonged to one boy and it always will, and that boy has always been you. I don't think it will ever be anyone else. You own the key to my heart. How sad that you threw it away. I set your nickname as "Babyy (づ￣ 3￣)づ💗✨🎀". Did it arise feelings in your chest? Did they make your heart flutter the way mine did? You set my name as "Darlingg 🎀💗" Ohh, how cruel you are. How you have taken my heart out of my ribcage and instead of taking care of it like I hoped you would, you have played with it like an object and ditched it into the river called heartbreak. And it has sailed there ever since, and it will continue to sail there until you pick it up, which I know you have no intention of doing. You could have stabbed me in the chest with a blade laced with poison, and it would have hurt several times less, baby. Ohh what have I not done? Made playlists for you, sung songs, wrote love letters, I am such a fool. Now I listen to those playlists, sing those songs once more, read those letters, but instead of red rising through my cheeks, why do tears stain my cheeks? Nothing should have changed. I should have felt the same pang of love as I did back then, and I do. The only thing that changed is that your nickname has gone from "Babyy (づ￣ 3￣)づ💗🎀✨" to "Instagram User" and that when you hear my name, you walk away quickly. I want to drown in you. Your fluffy cloudlike hair, your cute glasses framing eyes so lovely a thousand poets would be put to shame failing to describe such beauty. Because like I said, words are always insufficient when you are the topic. Most people wish they forgot their "ex". Wish they "never met their ex". But the thing is, I don't. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I will never forget you. I would write several paragraphs more, but the thing is, I cry very easily. Even right now, I'm crying. I don't want you to love me back, because that would be wanting the impossible. I only want you. And I know I will have you in my heart until the end of time, until I cease to live. Until then, Yours truly, A <3