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 10 days
but already I'm wasting away
I know I'll see you again
weither far or soon
but I need you to know
that I care
and I miss you
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