Jul 31, 2004 20:54
I look to your place in the bed and see nothing but a messy silhouette of sheets where you belong.
Where have you gone? I need you here.
In the shower, I reach to wash the places you always got but my skin aches for your familiar touch.
Come back to me so I have nothing to fear.
On the way to work, my phone is silent. No call to say "I love you sweetie and have a nice day".
What must I do to have you near?
I turn the car into the oncoming lane of traffic, no time for the semi to stop.
I can't stand another day without you. Haven't I made it clear?