What is it like to miss someone?

What it's like to miss someone is to stare blankly at the screen from time to time; to have his name written on every nerve and his image in every cell; to be flustered when you connect the phone and to have a heavy loss when you hang up the phone; and to wish every day to release a dove religiously so that it can tell you quietly: "I miss you, do you miss me? " Missing a person's taste, is the air in front of you often flying rose scent, his words, his every move are dialing your heart; his a smile, his a look back, his a flying kiss, all let your heart in a blaze of glory; you have no choice, there is no way to escape, only to willingly pay the love. Missing a person's taste, is to die to follow him, accompanied by him to listen to the wind dance, see the clouds dancing; accompanied by his view of the evening sun, enjoy the afterglow gorgeous; look at the flowers drunk, the heart is crisp, the body is light, the soul also floated; time stops, retained all the beauty, so that the splendor is still splendid, so that the brilliant is still brilliant. The taste of missing a person, is the moon is full, the flowers of the Acacia tree like maple leaves turned red; trees green, each leaf is singing a beautiful love song; wind soft, even the air is also full of affectionate caresses; everything around the blooming dazzling color, everything is hazy but warm and touching. Missing a person's taste, is the lips with the temperature of the sun, hand holding the warm heart of happiness, wet memories repeatedly reappeared, embroidered years spit out the flower season in the deep silk, lingering and face warmth, and from time to time, came a few smug snickers; and sight, with the flowers flying flowers, blurred once and again. Missing a person's taste, is to hang a rainbow on the gray sky, can not afford to let the beauty of the fleeting, always greedy to retain a little sound, or a touch of color, looking forward to every time we meet with the heart of the heart of the heart of the understanding, as well as the two love of the melting of the two. Missing a person's taste, that is, the air in front of you often flying rose fragrance, his words, his every move are dialing your heart; his a smile, his a look back, his a kiss, let your heart blossom; you do not have a choice, there is no way to escape, only to willingly pay the love. Missing a person's taste, is to die to follow him, accompanied by him to listen to the wind dance, see the clouds dancing; accompanied by his view of the evening sun, enjoy the afterglow gorgeous; look at the flowers drunk, the heart is crisp, the body is light, the soul also floated; time stops, retained all the beauty, so that the splendor is still splendid, so that the brilliant is still brilliant. The taste of missing a person, is the moon is full, the flowers of the Acacia tree like maple leaves turned red; trees green, each leaf is singing a beautiful love song; wind soft, even the air is also full of affectionate caresses; everything around the blooming dazzling color, everything is hazy but warm and touching. Missing a person's taste, is the lips with the temperature of the sun, hand holding the warm heart of happiness, wet memories repeatedly reappeared, embroidered years spit out the flower season in the deep silk, lingering and face warmth, and from time to time, came a few smug snickers; and sight, with the flowers flying flowers, blurred again and again. Missing a person's taste, is to hang a rainbow on the gray sky, can not let the good skimming fleeting, always greedy to retain a little

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