This morning, i woke up to the past,
all that there was and, all that will never be
This morning, i woke up to the distant memories of the past,
with an aching longing to own, once again,
all i gave up, drunk in the self,
oblivious of everything else
This morning, i woke up to the beauty that there was and,
the wilderness that will always be
This morning, i woke up to my heart, made of many parts
This morning, i woke up to the one i lost, and, lost it will always be
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