Sitting here missing you , Holding you're picture in my hand, Passing away the loneliness, Counting each grain of sand. A part of me has gone away, To be with you where you are, Close to you is where I'll be, No matter how near or far. This picture I am holding, Keeps the memories alive for me, Hearing your voice whispering, "I love you", so softly. This picture is of your smile, The sparkle that's in your eye, Reminds me of all you mean to me, Our love will never die.