I love you.

I've got three strands of your hair,
In the bedside drawer,
Four unopened letters on top,
And fingers from ice that thaw.

How about you stay?
Just for the night,
And when we wake in the morning,
It will all be alright.

We'll be like we were before,
I miss you every single day,
It's the mistake I have to bear,
I don't know what else I can say.

I love you.
It's simple and not sweet.
I can't stand this agony.
Every day it makes me weep.
I love you.