I missed you today,
A little more than yesterday
But not as much
As I'll miss you tomorrow.

She’s different,
She’s great,
She’s nothing like
The other 5,000
I’ve ever met,

I say.

All these kids got
Sweet ***-pics
Of them around campus
After graduation
And all I’ve got
Is this lame *** pic
With me and three double chins.

Sometimes love makes you say incredible things.
Sometimes they're right.

I met a girl,
Who wrote a poem for me,
Took a picture,
And put them together.

It took some time for me to say it
But I loved her,
Nonetheless,
Though the picture was in waiting, lonely.

Today, it sits beside my nightstand,
For my to wake up to,
Her face shining in morning light,
To remind me why I wake up every day.

Her face, the place
I want to say good morning to.
I want to say good afternoon to.
I want to say good night to, too.

I’ll never forget to love you,
So long as you’re gone,
But once you’re home
There are no guarantees;
Daily luxuries
And nightly TV
Pray the devil in me.

I know you’ve hard your times,
Tough, sad and tumultuous,
But I have too,
And I never left the ones I loved,

I’ll never fully understand
The thoughts that ravage your head
Why your tears fall like streams
Oh apathy coming out of me.

Sweetheart, I love you
And I’ll count the days
Until you’re home.