Alone But Not Lonely
I wake up in the morning to find myself alone again.
Only me an empty hallway and the ghost of you.
Old memories fly throught the room,filling the air with a strange sense of company.
Trying to forget i run throught your escence getting to the same starting pint.
Where i once thought happyness was.
I wake up again in the morning of my life.
still alone.
but never lonely again.
JUAN ONATE.
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