by Caroline Garlick

Created on: July 11, 2010

A fresh new day, a bright new dawn

I awake from sleep, I stretch, I yawn

The sun streams in, I look to my right

Bed still empty, as it was last night

You're in the lounge, you slept on the couch

Not my request, but you just passed out

In the old days you were by my side

But now it seems the turning tide

Has pushed you away, and me from you

To the outside world we still look like two

Yet I know in my heart the old days are gone

Replaced by the new ones, where I am just one

You're still here, but as an empty shell

It's the loneliest place, this new life I dwell

Take off the goggles, put down the glass

Let's go back to that place called past.

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