Absence?

When I lay and think, in my bed at night, 

the day you'll arrive, seems nowhere in sight.
I toss and I turn, dreaming of you,
opening my eye's... checking if my dream came true.
It didn't, again, and a tear starts to roll,
weeping quietly... my pillow I hold.

All these thoughts and more going through my head.
I fall asleep not worrying, but dreaming of you... instead.

Somehow I just miss the old you and the old me 
The old us that could just sit and talk for hours
and never run out of things to say.

You have no idea how much i miss you.

But....

 

I'll never let you know that i do.

:'(

Well i'm still trying not to brood over the past as this will only fill my mind with grief.

Gotta run. bye!