I miss you
And I’m waiting for your return.
I’ve become quite impatient
But all I want is for you to be home.
I know your legs don’t work anymore,
And I know blood no longer runs through your veins.
I know your heartbeat stopped that December night,
And I know mine almost did as well.
But I still wait
For you to come in
And kiss me goodnight.
Some call me desperate,
Others call me lonely.
But when I lost you
I lost the best part of me.