Night Changes

The Night drags on

My hands are cold

No longer is there warmth here

Eyes that used to fill my soul

Even your words run cold

No matter what is said

Whats done is done

No longer in Love

My mind starts to wonder

Was there every a point to us

Did you ever love me

I lay wondering why I wait

After tonight I can stop loving you

Bit by bit I can stop loving you

Slowly I will stop 

I tell myself over and over again 

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