I'm sitting here listening to music reminiscing on all the times we have spent together; since you left.
You've been gone for about one month and its feeling like forever.
I miss you a lot and I'm suffering a lot because your not here to comfort me and be here for my every need.
Me not having you here to give me hugs, kisses, good nights-sweet dreams, and I love you's before we go to sleep has me going insane.
You've been the first thing I think of each morning when I rise,
Wondering if your OK and woke up in a good condition.
And you're the last thing I think of each night when I close my eyes,
Wondering if you had a good day and if your thinking of me as much as I'm thinking of you.
That's actually what I do, wonder sometimes, if you are thinking of me as much as I'm thinking of you.
You probably are you probably not, Who knows?
But all I know is that you're being missed,
Not a little but a lot, a whole bunch.
These days of being without you have torn me apart in every way possible,
I can't see myself being alone any longer.
I'm counting the days down until you come back.
Until then I'm going to be here waiting...
