I thought it was because I had too much time on my hands.
With nothing to do, and more time to think,
I seemed to think about you all the time,
driving me crazy.

I thought if I made myself busy,
too busy even to think,
I would be okay, that
I could forget
to think about you too much.

But...
I still miss you so much,
I still miss you too much.

I miss your touch,
I miss your smell,
I miss your taste.

I miss you whole;
I just wish you were here with me,
right now...