Alone I sit in this chair, it creaks from everywhere, I sit and stare,
At what is staring back at me, a white bright screen that,  
It is not your face, I love your face, your eyes your hair
We are not in the same room, or on the same couch or chair
My computer is black like doom,
To me, with out you,
Why can't I take it and go there?
With out you, to me, I might despair,
Doom is like my black computer,
The same room we are not in, you and I
Face it I love you, face it is not you, it is my reflection,
What is staring back at me, not the thing I want to see
I stare, as in this creaking chair, I sit alone everywhere
I can't take it! There to you, I go, wait!