Restless from the thought of what could have been
Tossing and turning this sleep won't win
The heartache it drives me and wakes me
Everyday at 4am lately
I awaken from dreams of your face in a place where I can still feel your embrace
Dreaming of a world where this separation did not have to take place
I lay restless in denial of what is actually true
The love I held so dearly is now the love that I knew
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