Sitting somewhere where you are not,
thoughts of you pop into my head.
I can't put you in the back of my mind.
You are always there in the front.

Wishing I could see you again soon,
but knowing I won't for a while.
Having to pretend that you are here with me,
even though you are not.

To see you again just for a second,
would be a grand thing.
Traveling to where you are,
and popping in to say "hi",

I know that where ever you are right now,
you probably aren't thinking of me,
but while I am here,
I am thinking of you wishing you were here.