At night, when I lie in bed, waiting for sleep to come, I get thoughtful and lonely. You're far, far away… I don't know when I'll ever see you again. Yes, at nights I get sad and lonely… And I think about you.

I think about how wonderful and gorgeous you are. I think about how you, the amazing and beautiful, once looked at me the way I look at you. How you used to call me beautiful. How you wished we could be together.

And then how it all changed.

What won't change: I miss you.

I love you.