This is me missing you

A cold bed filled with dreams of you, somehow frustrating but still I know that someone is missing that much as I do, hmm… is missing positive or negative? It makes me think a lot about how much I love you, because I really feel that I want to be close to you, every hour, every day and every second. So in the end; living apart is something between heaven and hell, limbo, a feeling of walking around totally distracted from everything, lost in a daydream, that somebody really soon is going to be for real…