When I wake alone in the early a.m., do I br think of you? Do I think of the way you br use to kiss me awake? Do I think of br you laughing as I begged for another br five minutes sleep? Every second...of br every morning...I think about you. br br As I shower, do I think of you? Do I think br about the way you'd jump in with me-laughing, br throwing your arms around me? I can never br take another shower...without wishing that br could be again. I can not tell you...how much br I have wept...in our shower. br br Do I think of you as I dress for work? How could br I not think of your snuggling behind me and br helping me with my tie? How can I not think br of you kissing the back of my neck? So many br times...our getting undressed...and late for br work-again. br br Do I think of you on my drive to work? The car br radio-a curse. Hundreds of songs-especially br 'our songs' remind me of you. br br The food that I eat...the places I go...the people I br see...a million memories-it's you. All of it...you. br br I look forward to the night. I look forward to sleep. br In sleep...I meet you in my dreams. I hold you... br kiss you...tell you how much I miss you...love you. br br All my tomorrows are the same. Like a blind man, br I stumble through the day...waiting for the night. br br The night...belongs to us. Let there be a time br when it is night...forever.