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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