Today is the first day
that I haven't seen him
but heard him talk on the phone
in his southern accent.
I wait for his calls to let me know
that he is doing fine and that he loves me.
My heart yearns for him
and I miss him quite so
that it hurts not hearing from him.
And when he calls, I don't want to let him go.
I just to want hear him talk
and make me laugh.
He makes my worries disappear.
I am in love with him
since he has my heart in his hands.
I hear his voice and I know I'm safe.
He has my heart.
He's my friend, my lover, and my life.
For he is my heart.