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



Miss you