Monday, July 2, 2007 | By: HIDAYAH HALIM


I wake up to a quiet morning
the world is still the same
(you were the best that I had
and now I'm stuck with pain...)

My routine passes quickly
by not consciously awake
(it seems you are the only one
is all this a mistake?)

I feel like going back to bed
but your laugh lingers there
(you said that you would never leave
you said you'd always care)

my breakfast has no taste at all
the news is nothing new
(do you know that I'm hurting now--
it's all because of you...)