Morning Came Too Soon
A stolen night of forbidden love with my truest love
Morning Came Too Soon
Morning came too soon
a stolen night of love
soft words caught in the dark
touches that burned and healed
hands that told the truth
we could not speak
The world outside was waiting
we rose without a sound
eyes meeting one last time
our smiles already fading
as footsteps led us away
No one would ever know
how close we came to staying
how the night had felt like forever
yet morning came
and we had no choice
but to walk away
pretending it never happened
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