Sigh…..
So…last tym i wrote was in LA..and i dun feel lyk writing anymore, just because thers nothing to write about.. its actually 4:00 in the morning, but for me its 1:00 in the after noon…im supposedly "home" but im not home..so thers nothing to write about, and i dont wanna waste the space so ill paste this in..its a gud song..i just lyk the lyrics..
I miss you.. Incubus
To see you when I wake up
is a gift I didn’t think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do
is a three-fold, utopian dream.
You do something to me that I can’t explain.
So would I be out of line if I said,
I miss you.
I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days, but already I’m wasting away.
I know I’ll see you again
whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care
and I miss you.
