Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder
By dianes
Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Now I know it's true, For every day that we don't talk, The more that I miss you... When I wake up in the morning, Immediately I think of you, I want to curl back up on the bed, Pretend that you are here too... I know that you are sleeping, As I dress to go to work, I can picture your little grin, What are you dreaming of with that look... A smile begins to creep upon my face, Imagining your toussled hair, A blush forms upon my face, Picturing you lying there... I try to push you from my thoughts, I miss you way too much, But you never stray very far, Because it's my heart you've touched..."sigh, miss yah" Written March 16th, 2002 © on Mar 15 2002 03:27 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"Absence makes the heart grow fonder,..."