And since he's been gone I've missed him. I've miss him every day and every night. It seems so much stronger at night. When I lie down and miss him laying beside me. When I sit still and want to be wrapped in his arms. When my eyes close and he's in my dreams. And the dreams are all I have anymore. There the only times when we are together. We are one. But he's not here and I miss him... and I will lay and no one will be there and I will sit and no one will hold me and I will dream an illusion that I wish so much to be him but it will never do. It will never be him. And I will only be me.

kat