I Miss You - Incubus
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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