I miss you at daybreak

I remember at every daybreak

Whether there are sunbeams relentlessly through my window

Or the rain precipitates softly on my pane

Awakened by the bellowing of a new day

I seek you at your side of the bed, our bed,

With the assurance that you will be

Exactly where I saw you last night

A perpetual routine, which I would assure anyone

That this would never change

And now, I wake, I turn to seek you at your side of the bed, our bed

But your space is empty

And I miss you every day, at daybreak and far beyond

And so now, all I seek are the memories of you

Every day and forever.

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