I miss you,
but you're not here
You're on the other side of the earth
spending your days there
I want you to come home
I miss our little talks
I miss the crazy stuff
which always happens to us
but there's still a month
before you'll be back
so I'll just sit here
while missing my other half...

dimples on your cheek so deep
just like the mysteries you keep

Broken people give broken love.
And we are all a little broken.
You just have to forgive
and sew up the wounds love delivers,
and move on.