Baby... this is for you. You are my one and only, I miss you so much and love you more than anything! I miss you already!
I miss his voice already.
It’s been a few hours since he left,
Since we drove our separate ways
Both to family, both from love.
Why can’t we be as one?
Togetherness isn’t something hard for us,
Being apart is killing me… I miss him.
I miss his touch already.
Those hands that caress my skin,
Fingers running through my hair like
An arm to the wind on a stormy day.
That touch makes me live,
Makes me dream of our life together.
Loving isn’t hard for us,
Being apart though, is killing me.
I miss his face already.
His love, his smile, his things all over my apartment,
Yoda sitting beside Trinity,
Loving like we know how to.
I miss being with him,
Even when we’re not talking,
Just him beside me cures me, saves me.
I miss him already.
Togetherness isn’t something hard for us,
But being apart… is killing me.
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