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 miis 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

wastin' 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.