We're getting older
Our foods getting colder on the breakfast counter
Bickering in the closet
Over who gets to sleep in
It's cold when
I spend these
Mornings without you
I'll still make you coffee
Even if you're not here
I'll try it without sugar
But I can't understand why you like it like that
It's cold when
I spend these
Mornings without you
And I ease the pain
Of my pointless anxieties
With your smells between our sheets
But if I ever feel this way again
I pray for death to take me quickly
I'm not ready for it yet
It will be ok
It's cold when
I spend these
Mornings without you
It's cold when
I spend these
Mornings without you
