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To miss someone so much that you can feel your chest tighten when you think of them. It’s an ache, that starts to cover you completely and the only thing you can think about is how they feel beneath your touch.

Their smell.

Their taste.

You miss everything about them.

You can even hear them breathing if you close your eyes and imagine that they’re next to you. But they’re not and it’s killing you. Because you want them, you need them and you feel like you’re going to explode or collapse or some other form of self destruction, if you don’t get to fuck them soon. You crave them with every ounce of your being. You need them in the rawest sense possible.

Their body.

Their passion.

You need to be enwrapped in their energy and fuck them like it was the very last time you’ll ever see them again.

To miss someone so much that you can feel their touch upon you, even though they are nowhere near you, is a love worth missing, because it’s a love that’s worth everything you have to give for it. Even if it means missing them from time to time.

To miss someone so much you can still feel them days after they’re gone, is the kind of love worth missing.

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