Small birds sing in the distance and I remember a simpler time
I wake, rubbing the troubles of the night from my eyes and reach for you
I have forgotten that you no longer lay beside me, or with me at all
Crumpled sheets greet my hand and I dwell in silence. I break off the thought of missing you and look to the dawn.
There are better words to say now than, “wish me well” and “goodbye forever”
I look to the dawn and fall in love with the sweet words of bird’s song
The wind whistles through the buildings, bound for a place free and open. I envy it.
More now than ever before, I wish for simple dawns and birds that greet me.
Maybe in time I will see that a love for things gone, is not so different than loving the dawn
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