But Now,

And now as I roll over,
There's just extra space
To stretch inevitably.
Being used to wanting space ,
I regret how you
Ruined my favourite
AM for slumber,
Cause all I feel now is
That chill in heart and sheets.
The exhaustion a complete
To the soreness I felt alone.......

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