here in this sunrise

here in this sunrise

half past six
my mind: knows that you’re sleeping
my heart: always expect to see you here

eight months
that’s a long time, babe
but there wasn’t one day
that i went by this town
and felt okay

i’ve learnt to live with this
i believe in better days

but still, to let you go
was the hardest thing i’ve ever had to face

letting you go haunts me
letting you go hurts, as if it was yesterday
that’s how i feel
whenever i pass this place

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