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 smeel 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
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