The morning sun does not shine The way it once did. Without the glow of your eyes, Mornings remain dim.
Time refuses to move any faster. It has chosen to slow in pace. The days without you grow longer, Delaying our next embrace.
To be honest, It kills me inside. This distance hurts, More now than ever, Because youβre always on my mind. Its like weβre stuck in different worlds, Worlds that donβt coincide. Sadly, this is where I lie. In a place where I know of your desires, But fall short in means of Making them come alive.