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 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. |
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