Fading

The sun comes up every day
Just to dispel the shadows of the night.
I wake up
At four in the afternoon
And blink.
Maybe I was right,
Maybe you were wrong.
But these feelings I have for you
Get just a little bit hazier
With every day of the summer
That ticks by.

If there’s one things I’d hate to run out of,
It’s time-
And I wish that we could’ve spent just a little more of it together.
But since there’s no going back,
Let’s make the most of
What we have left.

Fading

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