To see you when I wake up
Is a gift I didnґt thik 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 canґt 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 ґm wasting away.

I know ґll see you again
whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care.
I miss You