Miss yeah...

Hope to the wind

Blame the time

Feel so imbecile

I want to runaway

and disappear

from my imagination

It's just a delusion

"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."

-DF-