The longing is a pain
A heavy pressure on my chest
It rarely leaves

And my day becomes a quest
To try not to think about here
And all that she brings

Forget about her magic
All the beautiful things


Surely there are other
things to life
But I can't think of

one single thing
That matters more
Than just to see her

Her smile
Her touch
Her smell

Her laugh

The longing is a friend

A way to stay close
And feel like she's here
And feel like she knows

That when I say I
would die for her
it's not just words

I really would
And to make the world
a safer place for her

Well, I believe I really could

Surely there are other

things to life
But I can't think of
one single thing

That matters more
Than just to see her
To see her

Her tears
Her sorrow
Her faults

Her doubts

I love them all