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
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