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When Tomorrow Comes

When tomorrow comes

And my alarm goes off

But I’m scared to wake up

Scared of the truth that awaits me each day

The truth that he’s not a door away

The truth that he’s not a call away

The truth that he’s not a flight away 

Or even a road trip away

Maybe if I sleep a little longer

There might be a miracle

It’s probably a dream that feels real

Maybe if I ignore my alarm

All this might go away

They say truth hurts 

But they didn’t say it hurts this much

My truth hurts

And accepting it is my biggest task

Evolving

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