It's hard to miss you. What's the next sentence?

My heart hurts when I miss you, but I can't help thinking about it. It is a habit to miss you and love you. I am willing to face it in order to miss you.

I miss you not because I am lonely, but because I miss you. The feeling of loneliness is so heavy, because I miss you so much that my heart hurts.

Whether to rhyme with the thoughts piled up in words, dye the memories of the years, and splice them into a heart that was once dribs and drabs, leaving tears full of parting pain.

Every time I miss you, the feeling of heartache is like something missing, sour, like losing my soul, an unspeakable but clear feeling.