hold your glass up, hold it in.

[zapatosnuevos]

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