The morning sun invades my room.
Wakes me from my slumber, robs me of my peace.
My dreams are my favorite place to be.
There, everything is just as it was.
It's time to get on with the day now.
God, I hope autopilot kicks in soon.
The daily things all feel pointless.
Go to work, come home, eat, and sleep.
There was a time when I looked forward to the morning.
Waking up next to you, your lips were my breakfast.
Your touch was the fire on cold nights.
Warming my soul, giving me life.
Locked in your embrace, I felt untouchable.
Fear, doubt, worries, nothing could pierce this armor.
Now, all these memories have become painful reminders.
What once was is no more.
I wait for your call, to hear your voice again.
Search through the crowd, hoping to see your face.
Tell me now, how do I move on from this?
Please answer me, will I ever feel bliss?
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