I know you're approximately
thirteen hundred miles away
but I can't keep quiet anymore

there is something about the way
your hair curls at your neck
when you're two weeks past needing it cut

I know your hands are ***** and rough
but they would feel so perfect
wrapped with mine

your laugh can change my darkest days
into little rays of sun and
the way you make me feel
is second to none

there are many ways to say it
and many way for you to see
I guess the easiest way is
stop wasting your time not loving me.