kelchrise's blog: "done"

The alarm clock sounds I roll over to you but you're gone I miss you I get up, get dressed And out the door I go I miss you I get off for lunch Come to meet up with you but you're gone I miss you I go back to work Thoughts of the good times fill my mind I miss you I get off work, racing through traffic But you're gone I miss you I make some dinner, watch T.V. And wait for you I miss you I go to bed and try to sleep but you're gone and I miss you I lie awake and think you are gone and I miss you