Waking up to the sunrise,
dreams fading
and alarm rings
by my head,
I find the messages from you
in my junk box.
It’s been so many years,
where have you been,
I didn’t mean to end
the way I did that night.
waking up alone,
all of these mornings,
I find it easy to miss you
but hard to say the words
to you…
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