I returned the other day… and saw your face…
Appearing, disappearing, and reappearing in my mind, and I wish you’d just stay…
Thinking of you…
Wish you were here…
Wish you were here…
your eyes, your face, your lips… The way you used to move across the floor…
I’ve traced your footprints… What would it be like if you were here…
I wish you knew how much I wished that you were here with me…
I wish you were here…
I wonder if you know how much I think about you…
I wonder if you know how much you pass my mind….
I think I miss you.
