To see you when I wake up is a gift

I didn't think could be real.

To know that you feel the same as I do is a three-fold, utopian dream.

You do something to me that I can't explain.

So would I be out of line if I said, I miss you.(?) I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.

You have only been gone ten days, but already I'm wasting away.

I know I'll see you again whether far or soon. But I need you to know that I care and I miss you.,