• If he were here,
    I could smile again.
    If he were here,
    I wouldn't hurt to see others together.
    If he were here,
    I could kiss him.
    If he were here,
    I could hold him.

    But he isn't,
    So all I can do,
    Is wish he was here,
    And not there.
    Thoughts of him,
    Are always in mind,
    And the imaginary hands,
    Are wrapped around my waist.