oh crap
the week had been swell.
and i can’t help myself.
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 dreamYou 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 am wasting awayI 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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