I am at a loss,
Your smile breathes life into me.
I am losing it,
I'm feeling sick,
But your laugh is the cure
To this ailment.
I want to make you smile,
I want to hold your hand,
For just a little while.
I want to show you the sun and moon,
I want hold you to me,
I want you to come home soon.
I want to stargaze,
And I want to find you,
And travel across time and space
Just to be in your arms.
You're four hundred miles
From where I am,
Which means I'm four hundred miles
From home.
I am sick.