I don't need the shirt that smells like you,
Close to me to fall asleep at night,
But honestly, it really helps,
To pretend that it's you on my right.

Each day seems dimmer when I awake,
Without your "good morning" and embrace,
Its hard to stare at a cup of tea,
When I really want to see your face.

And hear your voice and feel your touch,
and your warm breath instead of steam,
By the time I'm left with an empty mug,
I'm deeply lost in some daydream.

Life is fine but it would be better,
If I could kiss you every day,
Its harder than I thought it would be,
To have my love be so far away.