The only thing stopping me from going insane are your romantic whispers that echo in my heart. I miss you.

I miss the way, you wake me up to sunshine. I miss the way, you fulfill every dream of mine. I miss everything about you. Come back baby… without you I feel blue.

When I miss you, I can’t sleep. When I can’t sleep, I can’t dream. When I can’t dream, I lie awake. When I lie awake, I miss you. Where do I go?

I want to be Superman so that I can fly to my wife’s office during lunch breaks to see her. I miss you.

All of life’s hues have become gloomy, days have become lifeless and dreary. The distance between us is killing me slowly. Day after day, I am gasping breathlessly. Save me from this excruciating misery, please… come back soon baby.

Do you know what is common between your job, your colleagues and your boss? I hate them all because they get to spend more time with you than I do. I miss you.

If practice makes perfect, by now I have become a pro at missing you.

Our kids are not the only ones who miss their mom when she is at work, I miss their mom too. xoxo

Your absence has completely ruined my life. Everything feels hollow without the woman who I call my wife. I miss you.

I promise never to leave my dirty laundry on the bedroom floor. I promise never to hog the TV remote. I promise never to burp when you are around. I promise to help you clean up after dinner. But all these promises come at a cost – you will come back early to spend more time with me. I miss you.

I have I have got a new job after you have left for your trip. The company’s name is Missing You and I am its CEO.

Missing you is like being diagnosed with a disease. The pain is slow, excruciatingly painful and constant.

Missing you is like therapy – it replenishes my mind and body with happy hormones. I miss you.

If missing you gave me strength, I would be Superman right now. xoxo

I have hugged my pillow more than I have hugged you this week. Come back soon from your business trip or else my soul will get weak.

The reason for my existence, the purpose of my life. The core of my being, is you my dear wife. I miss you.

I went overboard, I crossed the line. I gave you, many a reason to whine. Baby I am sorry, for not being myself lately. Please come back, and forgive my stupidity. I miss you.

Without you, I feel like a flower withering away without sunshine, a lake parching up without water and a heart… limping along without its beat. I miss you.

When you are not with me, I miss out on the best moments of my life. I miss you.

I wish I was allergic to my wife’s absence so that the doctor could prescribe her constant company for me. I miss you.