How many ways can I tell you
I’m missing you?
How many times must I say the words
To make them real for you,
Real enough to feel me
Real enough to see me
Real enough to hear me
Real enough to be with me?
How many days must I be alone
Before you come to take my hand
Not for forever,
Not for a day,
Not for a moment,
But for always?
How can I be away from you
When being with you feels like being with me…?
Oceans of Mine 