Something Special

We must have something special,
Something, you and me,
That can cause us so much heartache,
That can force us all to be
So horribly awfully worried
About all the little things
When, really, all we needed was
To hear our cell phones ring,
To talk to each other,
Just to hear the other's voice,
Makes all the pain disappear,
Reminds us of the right choice.
We must have something special,
Something you and me,
Because everything I hear is you,
You are all I see,
There has to be some reason
Why I'm feeling so alone,
When all that's really left me
Is your voice upon my phone,
I miss your touch so dearly,
I need your hand in mine,
I have to taste your lips again,
And feel our bodies entwine.
We must have something special,
Something, me and you,
That causes every word we say to be
Followed by "I love you."

*inspired by an email my boyfriend sent to me*