I hate mornings that remind me of you
When I wake up
And my first thought
Flies directly into your arms.
But you're so far away
And I don't remember your touch
Or your smell
I only remember how tremendous i felt
When i opened my eyes
And you were here.
It was a long time ago
But the memory of those days
Good days
Haunt me for a while now
And i do, i really hate the mornings
I think of you
I shed a tear or two
I open my eyes and go back to my life
A life pretty easy
But complicated
And I really don't want to wake up
Cause lately, i hate every morning.
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The Stars Align
PoesiaThe Stars Align every night to tell us secrets from all around the World. They dig deep in our soul, unlocking the vault of our darkest fear - our thoughts. Once opened,there is no going back; it is written down in history now. The Stars Align is a...
