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Early Morning

My alarm is going off.
My eyes are open as I stare
at the ceiling. My mind
wonders of what will this
day bring me. I slowly
roll over to the edge
of the bed, hoping
she would be next to me.
The morning always feels
empty now. As I go through
my morning routine and
come back to sit on the edge
of my bedtime feels like
it had stopped. My head hangs
low as I stare at the white
lines on my rug. I suddenly
feel her next time but I know
she isn’t. I think of everything
that makes her beauty and love.
My alarm is going off again.
It’s time to leave for work.
As I reach the door I look
back hoping she would
be there to give me a sweet
soft kiss before
I adventure off to work.

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