Morning is the epitome of pain
In my dreams I still own you
In life, you are gone
Touching your hair
Your skin against my face
Your lips dancing with mine
In dreams I still own you
I held you last night
We smiled
You whispered “I love you”
“I love you” fell from my lips
We smiled; love was there
Did you see it?
In my dreams I still own you
Sunrise begets such pain
I reached for you
Did you feel it?
Please meet me there
In my dreams, for eternity
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