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.