I love you... i still love you. Three and a half months... it's been that long and at the same time it feels like it was just yesterday.

I am still missing you, i am still missing us. I miss calling you, "sexy gorgeous", "my handsome boyfriend", " my loves", and all the endearments i used to call you. At the same time, i miss your morning greetings, when you would call me, "hun", "sweetheart", or "darling". I miss losing myself just by loving you. I miss going to the heavens or just above the skies.

I miss telling you how much i love you. I miss writing long letters desribing to you what i am feeling for you... my dreams about us. I miss sending morning greetings, wishing you good night, asking you how your day was. I miss hearing your stories, hearing your voice, your laughter. I miss lauging from your stories, your mean jokes. I miss your sexy stories and getting with them. Above all, i miss hearing or seeing you say, "i love you!"

I miss being happy, being content, being in love... i miss the life we used to share... when we used to be one, when i was equally loved... when nothing is missing and all emptiness and voids are filled.

I miss crying not because i am hurting losing you, i miss crying because i am so much in love with you and i feel so much loved by you.

Every day, i am still missing you and i am still loving you beyond any words that can define love.

My heart is still wishing you are mine... i still cry for you every day... i still ache for you every moment.

You used to say, "We live in a different world..." and now i believe you because i feel we are now worlds apart...