If you only knew how much I missed you & how hard it is not to not pick up the phone & call you just to hear your voice. There will always be a piece of my heart missing.
Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would never let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him. - F. Scott Fitzgerald