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4:11am

4:11am

Itā€™s 4:11 in the morningĀ 
and Iā€™m not tiredĀ 

I woke up from a deep sleep just thinking about youĀ 

My heart started racing as my mind tried to keep upĀ 

If only I could forget you but itā€™s more complicated than thatĀ 

Itā€™s 4:11 in the morning and Iā€™m wide awake nowĀ 

And all I can think about is all the mistakes I madeĀ 

The games we played andĀ how our love went astray GONE

But no matter the pain you have caused me, I just canā€™t forget youĀ 

Its 4:11 in the morning and I wonder where are youĀ 

I donā€™t know why since you left me andĀ youā€™reĀ no longer my problemĀ 

I guess regardless the culprit or victim I still miss youĀ 

Although it seems dumb as you have moved onĀ 

Itā€™s 4:11 in the morning and Iā€™m not yawning, I should be tiredĀ 

But Iā€™m not just sitting up thinking about your loveĀ 

My body getting all worked up as my mind starts spinning all these thoughtsĀ 

My heart pounding against my chest and Iā€™m left knowing I didnā€™t try my bestĀ 

Itā€™s 4:11 in the morning and I want you but I know I canā€™t have youĀ 

Weā€™re states away not by accident, the space was needed to prevent a relapseĀ 

And although I want you , I donā€™t need you

You weā€™re my one, IĀ truly believed until you gave up so easily on you and meĀ 

Itā€™s 4:11 in the morning and Iā€™m done rewinding my feelings for youĀ 

As I know you are home sound asleep, not devoting a minute of lost sleep to thinking about meĀ 

And itā€™s sad now, I think how ? Could I be so weak and the only answer is .... I really fucking loved youĀ 

But not no more , Iā€™m only human so I got to remind myselfĀ 
of the pain you caused meĀ 

itā€™s 4:11 in the morning and now Iā€™m reminded of all the dramaĀ 

Like 2020 spending Christmas all alone , I left my past in IndianaĀ 

I made a life with you in Vermont and as Covid took over I lost my jobĀ 

Thatā€™s when the tension took us both , but I couldnā€™t rely on the woman I loved , LOSTĀ 

its 4:11 in the morning and my thoughts are calming my heartbroken nervesĀ 

As the feelings remind me that it was you that discarded meĀ 

Like a piece of trash to the sidewalk, or meat to the wolves instead of battling beside meĀ 

You threw salt in our loves wounds and for that youā€™ll regret it one dayĀ 

itā€™s 4:11 in the morning and Iā€™m going back to bed nowĀ 
Ā 

I realized so quickly , youā€™re not worth the lost sleep that the few good parts of you I remember areĀ nothing compared to the parts that left meĀ 

You gave up so quickly without any fight left to try to overcome the differences we sharedĀ 

I just needed a companion to support me but you couldnā€™t even be a good friendĀ 

Itā€™s 4:11 in the morning and Iā€™m going back to bed , feeling a lot better than I ever did , just thinking about youĀ 

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Marion

Oh god Rob...haven't we all been here!!Ā 
Again ..the price of love...utter bloody misery, is it worth it? I don't know...hugs x

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RG

I donā€™t know either , I guess it depends in which side of the spectrum youā€™re on and we both know how quickly that can change ...... šŸ™‚šŸ™ƒšŸ„²šŸ™ƒšŸ˜”lol

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Joseph Mancini

Although time cures all the ills, but the pain can be deep. However, life goes on and we must move on. I wish you the best.

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RG

Yes it can be deep , but slowly Iā€™m making my way to ground level , thank you my friend for the encouraging words .Ā 

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Jill Tait

Awwww straight from Shallows heart thisun is brilliant!!! šŸ’•šŸŒ¹šŸ’•

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RG

I think I write it intending it to be like a song but not sure , Iā€™m glad you enjoyed ā¤ļø

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