Days drift by.

Nights drag on.

My eyes cry,

with you gone.

Not for good,

just for now,

understood,

not seen how.

Miss your touch,

miss your voice,

oh, so much,

not by choice.

Count the time,

watch the clock,

in my mind,

keep it locked.

Far away,

seven more nights,

you must stay,

lost from my sight.