I Miss You

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 nextto mine

You have only been gone ten days
but already I am 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