Alarm Clock

Every school year starts freshly
like my life that would likely
want to erase everything I remember
from the first time we met each other.

Morning sickness that never gets old
compared to my heart that still gets cold
from the warm smile I used to see
now everything seemed to be like a dream.

Getting up to start the day different
wanting to hear a single lovely compliment
of appreciation with my existence with you
but I guess I'll be living cold hard blue.

I wish that I could be an alarm clock
where I'll wake up in just a tick tock
from the imagination of you and me
will end up being meant to be.