On the loneliest of days I close my eyes.
I close them and trace my sheets with my fingertips
And try to feel your skin instead.

I bury my head into my pillow at night
As I do your chest mid embrace
When I need a good sigh.

On the loneliest of days I close my eyes.
I close them and remember the way
You kiss my dimples when I smile.

I can still feel the tingling
Left from every single kiss
Placed on the tip of my nose.

On the loneliest of days I close my eyes.
I close them and remember that very soon
These feelings will hold weight again.

See you soon.