Julianna May

Mornings I have always detested, 
When my eyelids are shut and crusted,
And my bed envelops me in the warmest embrace…
Those are the moments I no longer desire to be part of this rat race.
However, recently my mornings are detested for a greater reason.
For every night I go to sleep, no matter time or season,
My thoughts and dreams drift to you..
While I’m asleep we’re together, so waking up brings heartbreak anew.