I’m waking up to a figment in my head.
Don’t go away, I can see you .
Your right here, and its so real.
Say if I reached out,
say if my hand touched yours,
would you still be there when I wake again ?
Come on morning,
oh wake me up sunrise.
What is it about the morning?
Only I’ll see you as my eyes open.
I dream you from dusk till dawn.
So come on to the morning .
Where did it all go?
I know we been apart for so long,
now we finely said hello.
Are you as scared as me.
Don’t want to loose you,
say we belong, and meant to be.
Am I waking up to a figment in my head?
tell me its not just a dream.
Come on morning,
oh wake me up sunrise.
What is it about the morning?
Only I’ll see you as my eyes open.
I dream you from dusk till dawn.
So come on to the morning .
Written by Efthimios William Cornelius may 20/2027
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Efthimios William Cornelius (
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Comments2
Pretty nice, I known the feeling of wanting to see someone every morning but they aren't there anymore
Dreams help to resolve conflicts. Dream on brave soul. Kudos.
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