Sweet Music
I woke up to the sound,
Of sweet music filtering through my window.
It was achingly far,
And sweetly close.
Incredibly lovely.
I opened my eyes to look for signs of you,
But there were none.
It made me laugh,
It made me cry.
I closed my eyes.
What more can I do,
But move on from losing you?
What more is there to say,
When the sweet music you used to play,
Won't go away?
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