As I’ve written elsewhere, it’s impossible to write or say what I feel.  I try it all the time, but it’s never right.  A while ago I wrote this poem about you which is a good start, but which can’t possibly do it justice:

I Miss You

Behind every sunset
Beneath every smile
Below every moment
I miss you

After every conversation
And every success
At every intersection
I miss you

Counting every hour
Crying every morning
Calling all friends
I miss you

Disecting every memory
Debating every failure
Distancing every distance
I miss you

However little you believe
However faithless your truth
Whatever loss you saw
I miss you more
I miss you more