I think I will miss you when you're gone.
All those sights, I've never seen.
I will miss you when you're gone,
all these places, I've never been.

I think I will miss you when you're gone.
All those scents, I've never smelt.
I will miss you when you're gone,
all those skin-textures, I'll have never felt.

I think I will miss you when you're gone.
All those sounds, I'll never hear.
I will miss you when you're gone,
Don't say it's too late, and you're not here.

a blog entry for "blog action day"