3 am

It's 3 am and all I can do is think about you.
Do you?
Do I run across your mind before you close your eyes?
I wonder how many times..
I want to hear those sweet words, because they make me smile.
Remember when we could hardly say goodbye?
I miss those nights.

All I have is a picture of you that I hold on to, but deep down
I wish I was holding you.
Touching your hand, laying next to you.
You're the missing half of me.
You're all I need to feel complete.