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4:11am

4:11am

It’s 4:11 in the morningĀ 
and I’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 it’s more complicated than thatĀ 

It’s 4:11 in the morning and I’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 can’t forget youĀ 

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

I don’t know why since you left me andĀ you’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 

It’s 4:11 in the morning and I’m not yawning, I should be tiredĀ 

But I’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 I’m left knowing I didn’t try my bestĀ 

It’s 4:11 in the morning and I want you but I know I can’t have youĀ 

We’re states away not by accident, the space was needed to prevent a relapseĀ 

And although I want you , I don’t need you

You we’re my one, IĀ truly believed until you gave up so easily on you and meĀ 

It’s 4:11 in the morning and I’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 it’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 , I’m only human so I got to remind myselfĀ 
of the pain you caused meĀ 

it’s 4:11 in the morning and now I’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 

That’s when the tension took us both , but I couldn’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 you’ll regret it one dayĀ 

it’s 4:11 in the morning and I’m going back to bed nowĀ 
Ā 

I realized so quickly , you’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 couldn’t even be a good friendĀ 

It’s 4:11 in the morning and I’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 don’t know either , I guess it depends in which side of the spectrum you’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 I’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 , I’m glad you enjoyed ā¤ļø

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