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All I want to do,

Is speak to you,

Tell me,

Are you unhappy too?

In the short time that was me and you,

I learnt to know you through and through,

Somehow waking up in the morning feels a lot less appealing,

I find myself counting sheep,

Staring at the ceiling.

So alike.

So loved-up.

It was nothing to you,

But it was everything to me.

Where the Hell did it go wrong?

Guess you wasn't made for me,

Or you'd have understood that I'm not strong.

Only needed a bit more time,

Little more time to make it alright.

Impatience isn't a virtue,

So figure the puzzle out for yourself...