Sitting here all alone I think of you,
wondering if you're also blue.
My days are hopeful for your return,
but the nights alone only torture me.
I am sorry of the situation that has taken me from you,
I only wish I could of made it all better for you baby.
I can not wait for the nights alone with you again,
holding and touching you in every way imaginable.
I feel the passion of your touch even through the miles that seperate us,
I only hope you know how much I miss your loving touch and the scent of you within my mind.
If what I am feeling is true then I think I am definately troubled,
I have a sort of seperation anxiety feeling without you near.
I do not know how much longer I can go without,
I feel so lost without you here.
I do not want to waste away and dissappear before your return,
not from lack of substances but from lack of your touch.