Break-Up Blues

January 3, 2008
You and I were lovers
And now we aren’t even friends
It hurts to say that I never
Feel the pain I have yet stripped
I wake up each morning
Wishing it weren’t true
That if I look beside me
All I would see is you
But the space is empty
With no sign that you were ever there
I wake up each morning
Sick, from crying the night before
And now I stare out the window
Wondering about you
If you miss me
The way I miss you

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