What About the Mornings…
What about the mornings…
I wake up, turn to kiss you good morning
But there is noone
Sleeping besides me.
I recall, you are far away,
Sleeping like me, alone,
In a bed missing the warmth,
Of a lover.
The sun is high as ever
When i wake up, after a long
Night, spent with my computer
And some friends on the ‘Net.
Collecting my stuffs, taking a shower,
I spend my morning thinking,
Of you, of what i miss,
And about how everything changed
With you, and without you.
But even now, in our minds,
I believe, we are together,
Supporting each other.
Yes, i think, now life has a meaning,
Even if not exactly clear.
Seems to be worth it now,
When i try to caress thin air
Besides me in the morning,
And realize you will return,
It’s just a week, long without you,
Short, knowing you will be back.
And after a long time,
One morning i will turn and hug
You and kiss your lips,
And think to myself, how glad i am,
That you are with me.