I cuddle into my pillow
Whenever we're on the phone
Imagining it was your chest.

I like to talk to the air
When I walk home alone
Imagining you were there.

When it snowed
I thought of you and I smiled
Imagining all the good times in precipitation.

I miss you
But I'm thankful
That your mine.

Now and Always

And one day I won't have
To imagine
Or dream
Because it'll all come true.