Be A Good Kid & Shut Up


Date: Thursday, February 26, 2009
Time: 8:07 PM
Hear me

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 2 days, but already I'm wasting away.
I know I'll see you soon,
But I need you to know that I miss you.

Absence from whom we love is worse than death,
and frustrates hope severer than despair.