I Was Thinking

How we become as one, Thinking about how much we’ve strung. After all I said is done, Its seem’s you thought it wasn’t in the physical, From I extended my hand to reach and touch you Like smoke poof you were gone… I took a glimpse , and a picture of you to see, And reconcile with the feeling’s I get When it seems you looking at me. I heard your voice. You show me the you care, I pause for a minute to hear your voice again… It’s strung at times when I think I've seen you, And hear word’s, I thought you said. I miss you right now, even tomorrow it will be worse…