You and I

Wandering around the house,
I feel like a louse.
nothing to do, no one to see,
Is it just me?

I spend my time pacing the halls
constantly checking for any calls
I want to get through,
but keeping me is you.

Christmas without you is what I fear,
I want to be with you my dear.
so I sigh,
together would be nice, you and I.