Sometimes, even when you’re with me, you’re so far away
And I wish away the hours, awaiting your return
Thoughts of you consuming every moment of my day

I wonder where you go when you leave without a word
Was there something pressing, or something that you yearned?
Maybe you did tell me, and I just never heard?

I’ll never be your keeper, or the boss of what you do
You’re so fiercely independent
You’re freedom is a given part of simply being you

But know my heart is aching with every missing touch,
Longing for your tender kiss, or sharing of a though
These things never tire, or ever are too much

So patiently I wait, and constantly I yearn
For the moment when I’m blessed
With your love when you return