Break-up Blues

You and I were lovers

And now we aren’t even friends

It hurts to say that I never

Felt the pain I have yet to strip

I wake up each morning

Wishing it weren’t true

That if I’d 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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