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.
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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