One Syllable
Some days I wake up with your name on my lips;
just one syllable,
And my heart aches for days.
just one syllable,
And my heart aches for days.
Some days I dream of your long hair;
Prettier than mine,
And I wake up smiling.
Prettier than mine,
And I wake up smiling.
Some days I daydream about our days together;
flashes of laughter and love,
And find myself twirling the ring on my finger.
flashes of laughter and love,
And find myself twirling the ring on my finger.
Some days I lie around thinking of you;
how bittersweet it still is,
And you must probably loathe me – with;
how bittersweet it still is,
And you must probably loathe me – with;
Just one syllable.
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