I see your bright light.

I've tried to write, to tell you,'I've not missed you  here today'.These are the words,.. I tried,but I find, I just cannot say. To say these words to you,would be no more than a lie.Without your hand in mine,a part of me, will surely die. For I am drawn to you,like a moth, drawn to a flameI cannot resist your smile,I think we're both the same. For we like being together,but I'm lazy, like a sloth.None the less, I say to you,please, ..can I  be your moth? Ian.