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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