March 8, 2019
March 8, 2019
They say that time will heal all wounds.
I know that could be true.
It's the lonely in-between times
That I start missing you.
Every time you cross my mind,
I think you're here with me.
Then I sadly realize
That it could never be.
But then I just can't help but see
Your memories everywhere:
Your coffee cup, your old worn hat,
And there sits your empty chair.
Then I'll just be thinking of
The places we would go,
The people we would meet,
And see a person we both know.
Then I look around and see
A gift you've given me,
Our picture in its frame,
And your favorite program on TV.
Then I start remembering
Some place we had to be
And the things we used to do.
Then I start missing you.
Then sometimes out of nowhere
Your smiling face I see.
I feel your hand inside of mine.
Then it seems you're here with me.
And then some days it feels
So long we've been apart,
But neither time nor distance
Will erase you from my heart.
Then I begin to realize,
And it makes me sad and blue,
That many days and nights
I'll be missing you.
I know that could be true.
It's the lonely in-between times
That I start missing you.
Every time you cross my mind,
I think you're here with me.
Then I sadly realize
That it could never be.
But then I just can't help but see
Your memories everywhere:
Your coffee cup, your old worn hat,
And there sits your empty chair.
Then I'll just be thinking of
The places we would go,
The people we would meet,
And see a person we both know.
Then I look around and see
A gift you've given me,
Our picture in its frame,
And your favorite program on TV.
Then I start remembering
Some place we had to be
And the things we used to do.
Then I start missing you.
Then sometimes out of nowhere
Your smiling face I see.
I feel your hand inside of mine.
Then it seems you're here with me.
And then some days it feels
So long we've been apart,
But neither time nor distance
Will erase you from my heart.
Then I begin to realize,
And it makes me sad and blue,
That many days and nights
I'll be missing you.