Smooth grey clouds fill the sky ever so softly covering the bright blue sky hidden behind the grey clouds scattered with streams of jet smoke. No storm in sight.

This day ending all to soon wishing I was with you. Instead, I sit patiently with thoughts of you running through my mind as I can hear your voice calling out my name listening to the band's song, Here With Me.

The words talk of leaving. My heart desires the need to be with you. I only wishtheir words, "Here With Me," were my words to say to you.

The warmth from the sun shines on my eyes providing me with he light to see into my subconscience. Images of our moments we shared, within such little time, our memories come to mind. I cherish each of those times.

I see my future only to be with you. Impatiently hoping you choose me, as I have you.

Again, I repeat, the band's words, "No matter where yo ae tonight, a art of you is here with me."

When I hear their words, I know deep in my heart thse chosen words are true .

They say it, once again, before me, "All I know, is that I need you here with me."