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.( * )

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[debo admitir que me encanta esta canción y en estos días no he tenido ganas de escribir =/, yo cacho que es por las millonadas de cosas que había para esta semana y por el frío.]