It’s morning here in England
I feel so far away
I miss you oh so deeply
There’s not much more to say
I want you here beside me
To press your skin to mine
Then on this trip I’m traveling
I wouldn’t care the time
But now the clock is ticking
Playing with my head
Trapping me forever
Somewhere that I dred
But as the time keeps moving
I’m closer to seeing you
So time is of the essence
To get me back to you
I’m counting down the seconds
To see your pretty face
And as each task is finished
I’m winning this damn race
So when you wake this morning
I’ll be halfway through my day
And be inching ever closer
To coming back your way
I wrote this on my last trip to the U.K. to send back to my beautiful lady. Since she has come into my life it has changed wonderfully. I still like traveling, just not when I have to do it alone now, lol. She and I get to get away together, but just being with her at home is a boon. We can sit quietly together on the couch and be at peace. I think this is a wonderful thing and tells me that she is the one I plan to be with until the end.
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