My state of mind right now… is how the Internet would be without Google. I miss you.

Sometimes I wish we were away from each other for a while, so I could have the sweet feeling of missing you all over again. xoxo

The kids miss their mommy, I miss my honey and the home misses its queen bee. xoxo

Sometimes I start missing you just because it reminds me of what it’s like to fall in love. xoxo

Missing you is like breathing – involuntary, continuous and critical to my survival. I miss you.

Even though I am alive, my heart has stopped beating. Even though I am breathing, my body is suffocating. Even though I still care, I can’t bear any longer that you’re not there. I miss you.

I am afraid of the feeling of missing you, because it reminds me of all the dark days I’ve spent being away from you. xoxo

This text has been sent by your husband’s heart – it misses you.

I don’t need to be away to miss you. Even when I’m with you, I miss the memories we’ve made before and think about those that are yet to be. xoxo

Economics says that a need is different from a want. I say that both are the same because I need you and want you at the same time. I miss you.

Being away from you has placed me in the hands of the devil of loneliness. The only way I can escape this wrath is to be rescued by an angel called YOU. I miss you.

When you are at work – the kids miss their mommy who is the world’s best cook, I miss my honey who gives me the naughtiest of looks. xoxo

I don’t know what to post on Facebook, I don’t know that to tweet. I miss the person, the very reason my life seems sweet. xoxo

I planned to say a lot of things to you, but in the end all I could muster up was I Miss You.