Missing you tonight feels like forgetting how to breathe between sentences I never get to finish saying.
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Your absence has weight — it sits beside me on the couch where you used to fold your legs under.
I keep reaching for my phone to tell you something pointless, then remembering you're not the next room over.
The coffee tastes ordinary when you aren't across the table mocking my pour-over obsession.
I miss the small things — your laugh during bad movies, your humming while looking for keys.
Distance keeps stretching the days into something rubbery and slow. Come back and snap them shut again.
Last night I dreamed we were arguing about pizza toppings. Even the imaginary you makes me smile.
There's a song that played in your car once and now it ambushes me at grocery stores.
My pillow still believes you'll be back by morning. I haven't had the heart to tell it otherwise.
I save jokes for you now — a little stockpile growing dusty until you're close enough to hear them.
Loving you across miles is the strangest math — subtraction that somehow adds up to more.
I miss the way you say my name like it's a place you've already moved into.
Counting time zones at 2 a.m. — somewhere you're laughing, and I'm jealous of whoever heard it.
Your sweatshirt smells like you for exactly six days. I'm rationing it like a sailor.
I want the boring evenings back — you doing dishes badly, me pretending not to notice.
Some part of me is always tilted toward wherever you happen to be standing today.
Missing you is loud — louder than the kettle, louder than rain, louder than reasonable thought.
The cat noticed first. She sits at the door at your usual time, looking betrayed.
I keep narrating my day to no one, hoping the universe is good at forwarding messages.
You left a hairpin on the dresser. I refuse to move it. It's furniture now.
My hands keep finding the empty side of the bed like they're checking for a pulse.
I miss your specific brand of trouble — the kind that ends with us laughing in bad lighting.
When you come home, I plan to be unbearably clingy for at least the first hour.
Even my grocery list is shorter without you — fewer snacks, less joy in the cart.
I caught myself ordering for two at the cafe today. The barista was kind about it.