Each day feels like a year
I suffer through countless trials and dance through numerous celebrations daily
Time passes so slowly, each second dragging on as if it's taunting me
But when I look back I feel like I never really moved on from 14th January
When all the colours were sucked out of life
As well as everything that made it worth living
Time stopped ticking, and though I try
and try
and try
and try harder and harder
I wake up to the same nightmare each morning
So to protect some of my sanity I scroll through old texts
Because I haven't known peace since I lost you
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