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 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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