i miss you and i want you here with me
you dont know how bad i long to see you every day
i wish i could see
i wish we could hug
i hear your voice, but you're not here
as i drink from my coffee mug
the wolf on the side reminds me of you
whenever someone knocks at the door,
i always peak just to see if it's you
i always hope it is . . .
and whenever my phone rings,
i jump for joy to hear you speak
i still blush when you say "i love you"
~
Thursday, October 28
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