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.
I miss you - Incubus
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