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 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.
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 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.
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| — | Incubus ‘I Miss You’ (from my b <3 ) |
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