Every minute you’re not around me,
I miss you more and more,
I felt the icy kiss of loneliness,
when I last walked out your door…
What makes me miss you,
as much as I do?
What makes me miss,
everything about you?
All of the little things,
that remind me of you,
Are everywhere around me,
making me miss you more than I already do…
What do I think of,
that makes me miss you so much?
Is it your personality, your smile,
your eyes, your kiss, your touch?
I hear you laugh,
as I begin to fall asleep,
But the sound stabs like knives,
that are digging in too deep…
Because it’s your laugh and your smile,
that I miss the most each day,
And the feeling of your touch,
that takes my breath away…
It’s the butterflies I get,
every time we kiss,
It’s the look in your eyes,
those are the things I miss…
As I dream each night,
I picture you’re with me,
But my dream ends in disappointment,
because it’s not reality…
A dream is good,
but it only lasts as long as it goes on,
And once you wake up,
the good feeling is gone…
I hate the saying,
that dreams do come true,
Because for me they don’t,
if they did I’d be with you…
Reality isn’t much better,
because even though reality is real,
So are the feelings,
that when you’re gone I have to feel…
The pain of missing you,
brings tear after tear,
My last wish I’ll ever make,
is that you were here…
But my wish,
accompanied by tears and sighs,
Doesn’t bring you here,
to wipe the tears from my eyes…
I can’t wait until I see you,
I can’t wait to see your smile,
I can’t wait to say I missed you,
but the miss was worth the while…
Because though I miss you when you’re gone,
I feel so happy when you’re around,
The tears, the sadness, and painful thoughts,
are nowhere to be found…