"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" it was a seven-fold Utopian dream, honestly... "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"
more than ten days... too long to even count the days.
"I know I'll see you again Whether far or soon But I need you to know that I care And I miss you" and you wouldn't know... and you wouldn't care...
