Love of my life, Matthijs, this was made for you

When you're here,
There's a whisper squirming between the sheets
The pillows awash with ocean's scent,
Spilled from your body
And sweet sweat floods the air
And there is nothing better than this moment

When you're gone,
I whisper to the sheets, softly
I Tell them of your ocean's scent,
That still lingers from the pillows
And of the sweet sweat that has left the air
And there is nothing I miss more than that moment

And there is nothing I miss more than you now.