Come back?

Come back?
Please?

I kinda miss you when you are not there....
Which would mean I miss you all the time, because you are not really here all the time.
But also that would be ok with me.
If only I could catch a glimpse of you in any other possible way.

And I wonder if there is a single vein in your body that realizes what is going on inside my mind.
But I guess not.
Because guys will be guys.
And girls will be girls.