Awake


I've awoken again in the middle of the night;
This time to the pounding rain.
Soothing, though sans the claps of thunder.
I'm awoken again in the middle of the night
To find I've fallen asleep seamlessly again.
I think about our great talks
And how I'm so happy you're next to me
And how tomorrow will be so different.
Alone.
I'm going to miss you, I miss you already.
You're the best thing that's happened to me in years.

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