THE NIGHT IS MY HAVEN, MY SANCTUARY; IT CRADLES MY MUSE, MY VIGOR, MY SANGUINITY.
WHEN THEE AFTER DUSK COMETH LOOKING FOR ME, I REFLECT UPON THEE THAT'D COMETH ONTO ME.

The Fellowship

Thursday, November 02, 2006

I Miss You

To see you when I wake up
is a gift I didn't think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do
is a three-fold, utopian dream.
You do something to me that I can't explain.
So would I be out of line if I said,
I miss you.
I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days, but already I'm wasting away.
I know I'll see you again
whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care
and I miss you.

-Incubus (I Miss You)

10 comments:

M (tread softly upon) said...

had a hard time commenting on your blog yesterday...did not like me for some reason....but just loved these lines. Couldn't be more true for me than right now.

Ekta said...

Aww...Am missing hubby dear!

Seashells said...

@ m(tsu)
did not like you ??? why ??? well... the lines struck a chord with my situation... have been listening to this song over n over again...

@ ekta
Hi, welcome here. If you're like me, then this song only makes that worse.

second_wind said...

hope the doori doesnt last too long

Seashells said...

@ second_wind
I wish so too... really really do... fingers crossed and twisted... :|

chérie said...

So did she come back?

Seashells said...

@ cherie
that's a tricky question to answer.

smitha said...

ummmmmmm. hmmmmmmm!

OrangeJammies said...

Ahhh...the ecstasy of luuurve ;-) Why don't you do a post on waking up from a Utopian dream? ;-)

Seashells said...

@ smitha
yup... yeah.. ya...

@ OrangeJammies
B'coz waking up from that dream is ugly as hell...