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The days are short

And the dark grows longer

I lay underneath the glowing stars I stuck to my ceiling

Last night I tried to think but I fell asleep too soon

And when I awoke I wished for the day to be over

So I wouldn’t do more that I regret

In the moment

My face gets hot

And my neck turns pink and I can’t breathe in

I could have told you

But I didn’t want to bring you down

Down next to me

I wonder about last winter

The days did not seem so short

The nights were filled with rest and dreams

And now in this cold weather

I wonder where I went wrong

You know something is off

You know I’m not me

But who even is that?

One day I’d like to meet her

For now, I’m always tired

And I’m empty

And I’m cold

But I’ve glued myself to you
I wouldn’t leave even if I should be leaving

For you