Missing you... and it's Day 6 It's the third time... still I chase this/ Pillow case has your fragrance My feelings... incarcerated.../ The show must go on... so I fake it Love has no replacement/ You do things that don't make sense... and I forget what my age is./ We fall out... go to bed mad... Why do we seek what we can't have?/ We'd have it all if we'd just ask. So much pain in spaces between the laughs./ Beauty in struggle?... What's in hope? We focus on fiction to help us cope./ It's an addiction... mirrors and smoke. Wish we were honest last time we spoke./ You'd be here... I'd be there. If you were here... if I was there...../ There'd be no way that we couldn't care... Or ignore the tension that's in the air./ The things I'd do if you'd only come. Waste of time to wonder if I'm the only one./ I ignore hoping one day you'll respond... If you showed me some... I'd show you some./ Respect, love, trust... possibly... Then I'd drink responsibly./ Appreciation... generosity... Consideration... effort honesty.../ I'll respect... your privacy... Wishing we were both on a private beach./ Wish patience was something that time can teach.../ and your heart was somewhere that I can reach./