MissingI miss her, i miss her everynight that i fall asleep, my arms empty. I miss her each time i kiss her good bye, even if just for an hour. I miss her whenever we hang up the phone, no matter how tired or how much trouble i'd be in if i didn't go. I miss her so much, I miss her now. Here i go off to bed, another night, wiht out her in my arms, and tomorow 'll wake and she wont be their beside me, and i'll miss her more. Tomorow i'll see her, and hug her and kiss her. Until then i have my dremas. Sleep tight world, sleep tight, my angel.
1 perfect year.The rain can fall, my vision may blur.There is not a thing that could stop me from getting to her.The world stops each time we kiss.Being with her is absolute bliss.Her eyes gaze into me and se me for who i want to be.She looks at me and i'm happy knowing she's seeing what she wants to see.A moment apart is a year in damnation.But this is our anniversary, this calls for a celebration.