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.