When I'm parted of your presence,
I merely exist;
To say I'm living would be a lie,
For it is you I greatly miss.

Days without you pass like years,
Every hour drags by;
As the end of the week nears,
I wonder if I'll see your smile.

Because no words that I possess,
Can quite tell you how I feel;
No words adequately express,
The love for you which I conceal.