The following is a featured 100-word story from the June Writing Challenge.
I want to tell you I miss you.
You are sitting next to me, touching my hand, but I miss you.
Maybe you are still here, just lost — lost inside the stranger sitting beside me.
Same old lips, but something about the way you speak has changed.
Same old eyes, but the way you look at me, it’s all changed.
I miss you. I miss the smiling, laughing, understanding, sarcastic, creative, brilliant, curious, beautiful, You.
The silence divides us.
As our eyes meet, three aching words escape from my lips, deep with longing:
“I miss you.”