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Missing You
Missing You
I sit in my chair
My palms are bare
Because I have no one to chat
The silence grows
It tingles my toes
And still no one is there but my cat
The time I sit and wait
It makes me think and debate
Of whether that phone will work
I really do miss you
And I want to kiss you
But the silence, it still does lurk.
As I swift and I sway
I feel we’re drifting away
The more that we don’t speak
A loss of connection
A loss of affection
I feel our ties become feeble and meek.
We need to talk!
To laugh and gawk!
To be dirty to each other again ;) hehe
If we will speak
And love to the peak
I have faith we’ll never steer off the right lane
