Thoughts from my too big bed

I...
I miss
You.
I
Miss
You.
I miss
Your fingertips
The tip
Of your
Tongue
And your
Toes.
The all
Caress me
In a very
Special
Way..

I miss
The beating
Of your heart.
It
It reminds me
Of my clocks...
I can't handle
Silence
I can't handle
Myself
I can't handle
My thoughts.
But
I can handle
You.

I know
That I
Don't know
Anything
But that's ok
Because
I
Know
You
And you
Know
Me.