Looking through my window up at you in your doorway, I can’t believe this is happening. Everynight we say goodbye and everynight you almost cry, but now it won’t be everynight. I can see you on the weekends, but I’m not sure if that’s enough. And I pray we’ll stay together, but I don’t think that we need luck. Just think of me when I’m not there… If seeing is believing, then I know that this will work. ICQ and AOL but it will still be hard at first. No more calling you real early just to hear your voice. Believe that I love you, but I have no other choice. I’ll see you when I can, but it might be hard to get home. I promise you Christmas, but the rest I just don’t know. I’ll think of you when you’re not there… One more time, losing my mind. Here I go again. I’m sorry I could not be here for you all the time.
