Cold

I wanted to be sweet I was going to write you a love letter telling you how much I missed you. Maybe not a love letter, but I'd tell you that I miss you, That I think about you daily And I can't wait to see you. I was going to tell you how I miss your huge smile, And can tell when you're faking it. Tell you that I find beauty in your pain when you share it with me, We bare the burden together Tell you that my skin sings songs to my chest when we hug, That my cells die and come back to life when we touch, just so they find heaven for a moment and have something to compare the feeling to. I was going to tell you that my heart waits 8 beats for yours so we can be in sync. That my hands have found their match, and never want to let go. I was going to tell you. I wanted to tell you. My bed is empty You're here but not here It's cold when I miss you