There are nights when the silence in my room feels as loud as a symphony, each note a reminder of your absence. I find myself reaching for my phone to send you a random text—an inside joke, a silly meme, or just a “Hey, what are you up to?”—only to catch myself before I hit send. That moment of hesitation is the most real proof that I love you and miss you so. The everyday habit of sharing my thoughts with you has become a quiet ache, a soft longing that underscores every moment we’ve spent apart.
I miss the way your eyes light up when you laugh at something unexpected. I miss the little quirks that make you, you: the way you scrunch your nose when you’re concentrating, the soft hum you make when you’re lost in a favorite song, even the way you sigh contentedly after a long day when you lean into my shoulder. I carry these memories with me, replaying them like cherished scenes in an old movie. They’re my comfort on tough days and my joy on good ones, but they’re also proof of how deeply I feel your absence now.
Distance has a funny way of stretching time. A day without you feels like a week; a week feels like a lifetime. I’ve started marking the passage of days with little rituals: watering the plant you gave me, making your favorite breakfast on Saturdays, listening to the playlist we built together. Each ritual is a reminder that, although we’re apart, we’re still connected. I water the plant and imagine you sitting across from me, our cups of coffee steaming as we talk about everything and nothing. I cook eggs and toast, hoping you can taste the love in every bite. I press play on our songs and close my eyes, picturing us dancing in the living room.
When I think of why I love you, I find myself compiling an endless list. I love your kindness, the way you always put others before yourself. I love your curiosity, how you explore the world with open eyes and a fearless heart. I love the way you challenge me, pushing me to grow in ways I never thought possible. I love your resilience, your ability to find light even in the darkest moments. And I love the way you love me—steadfastly, unconditionally, with a depth that takes my breath away.
Some days, the weight of missing you is heavier than I expect. I’ll walk past a street we discovered together, or catch the scent of your favorite perfume drifting from a stranger’s coat, and suddenly the world feels incomplete. These moments can sting, but they also remind me how lucky I am to have something so special worth missing. I remind myself that every second apart brings us closer to the moment when distance will mean nothing, and we’ll be side by side once again.
Until then, I fill my days with reminders of you. I write little notes—sticky reminders of love that say things like, “You make me smile,” or “Can’t wait to see you.” I keep a photo of us on my desk, so when work gets overwhelming, I can look at your face and feel a surge of warmth. I send good morning texts even when I know it’s the middle of the night for you. I let you know that you’re the first thought on my mind when I wake up and the last one before I close my eyes.
I am so proud of everything you’re doing out there—your courage to chase dreams, your strength in facing challenges, your heart in spreading kindness. It inspires me every day. And though I miss you like crazy, I find comfort in knowing you’re growing, learning, and becoming even more incredible than you already are. I can’t wait to cheer you on in person again, to celebrate your victories and lift you up after every setback.
The world feels a little dull without your laughter echoing through it, a little quieter without your voice beside me. But even in this quiet, I can hear your heartbeat in my own chest. I feel your hand in mine, even when we’re miles apart. I hold onto the promise that love stretched across any distance only grows stronger. So until I see you again, know this: I love you and miss you so. Every sunrise I watch, every sunset I chase, is colored by the hope of being back in your arms. And when that day comes—and it will—I’ll hug you so tightly it will feel like coming home.
In the meantime, I’ll keep loving you with everything I have. I’ll miss you in every rhythm of my days. And I’ll carry you here, in my heart, until we’re “us” again. 😍😍
