Yesterday, I woke up to rain. The house was cold, the sky was grey and I was too.
Today, I woke up to sunshine. The house was cold, the sky was blue and I was too.
For every day, I wake up to bed sheets and bad memories. I am cold, I am sad and she is not.

December, I woke up to her. The bed was warm, the sky was golden and she was too.
January, I came home alone. The mood had changed, her things were gone and she was too.
For every month, I come home to silent rooms and bad memories. I am cold, I am sad and she is not.

Yesterday, she woke up to rain. The house was cold, the sky was grey and she was fine.
Today, she woke up to sunshine. The house was cold, the sky was blue and she was fine.
For every day, she wakes up to him and his flawless existence. She is warm, she is happy and I am not.

Log in or register to write something here or to contact authors.