Jul 26, 2005 20:40
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 threefold 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