missing you is a good thing, you say

perhaps it should be    i tell myself

 

the further time carries me away from you

the more i need your presence

the further time carries me away from you

the more the longing builds

the further time carries me away from you

the more i worry you’ll forget how strong, how happy, how warm, how amazing we feel together

 

the more i worry you’ll forget me

 

but as time carries me further away from you it carries me closer to when i will see you again

so perhaps time is not as bad after all

 

so i long for you my darling, and i shall miss you more than you realise until time carries me back to you once again