To see you when I wake up is a gift

I didn't think could be real


To know that you feel the same as I do


Is a three fold utopian dream




You do something to me that I can't explain


So would I be out of line if I said

I miss you?





I see your picture

I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine


You have only been gone ten days


But already I'm wasting away




I know I'll see you again


Whether far or soon

But I need you to know


That I care and I miss you