I miss you so much that I can feel it driving me crazy. I miss you so much that all I can think about is you. It's hopeless.
It's gotten to the point where I will listen to you prattle on About football over the phone, and not care or tell you I'm bored Because I just want to hear your voice and feel your presence.
It's gotten to the point where I want to book a coach ticket Then run into your embrace when I arrive at Glasgow station Like in those cheesy romantic comedies we both hate.
When I feel the way I do about you Everything I see is automatically filtered through Until it reminds me of you.
I miss you so much and it pains me whenever I'm not with you. I'm not usually one to express feelings of romance unless they're bitter or ******, But ****, you bring out a side of me I didn't know existed.
If I were in Scotland, I would be so much happier. I miss Al.