Laying here; wondering,
Thinking non-stop about him.
Is he hurt?
Is he sad?
Or is he even happy?
A simple tear rolls down my cheek,
I haven't seen him in so long!
The picture of him in my head,
Is even starting to slowly fade.
Holding his picture close to me;
I close my eyes and dream.
Dreaming that he's here with me,
Holding me as I sleep.
Jolted back to reality,
I'm laying here alone.
With just a picture of my love,
Only a picture to hold.
A picture is worth a thousand words,
And this one is worth more.
It brings back a memory,
Filling my heart full of joy.
I cross my arms around me;
Close my eyes and hope.
But it's just not the same,
Compared to when he holds me.
It's been too long without him.
A week, two, or more has passed.
I just can't help the pain that hits.
As I lie here and realize once again;
That I am here without him.
