A friend of mine was gone, and on one morning I got an email from this friend, which said: "it's strange, even though i'm in my favorite place with friends all around me, i still manage to miss you."
You may imagine how happy that made me. Anyways, that's just a background for the reason I wrote this:
It's like a hug in the lonely darkness,
A whisper in the silence of Sorrow.
It's like seeing the full moon through a rift in the clouds.
“I miss you” means a sweeter tomorrow.