Missing

I already know that I’ll miss you,
For God's sake, now I need a tissue!
A tear or two will be shed and collide with the floor,
Damnit! Please, I need a tissue more.
My war paintings are running down my cheeks,
Because I know I won’t be seeing you for weeks.

Together we’ve laughed and cried,
Knowing that with you, I’ll have a chance to do ‘all right’.
Together talking about things – both good and bad,
I’ll think about the good memories we had.
Because you were always there for me,
A better friend I couldn’t wish for you to be.

A place in my heart you will always have,
And thank you for cheering me up when I felt alone.
You have contributed to make me the way I am today,
And for that I can’t complain, I have to say.
I’ll be waiting in the airport when you get back home,
But until then, we will have to be content with talking on the phone.