Empty Good Mornings
Navigating Broken Tides: Noah Bowden's Struggle with Fading Love
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Right away, I could tell
Realizing early on that the relationship wouldn't end well
You and I would not end well
Confirming the expectation that the relationship won't succeed
But as usual I ignored myself
Ignoring personal instincts or warnings
Yeah as usual I'm stuck
Feeling trapped in a recurring pattern
I'm sick and tired of the empty good mornings
Feeling emotionally drained by insincere greetings
I feel guilty replying
Experiencing guilt when responding to those greetings
In a hole filled boat we're halfway across the ocean
Metaphorically in a problematic situation that's progressed significantly
Maybe we should stop trying
Questioning the continuation of efforts in the relationship
Every day it gets worse
Seeing the relationship deteriorate daily
You cut me deeper than can be nursed
Feeling emotionally wounded beyond repair
But as usual I just let it be
Choosing to ignore or overlook the escalating issues
I am not surprised I'm stuck
Accepting being stuck in an unsatisfactory situation
I'm sick and tired of the empty good mornings
Expressing exhaustion towards insincere morning greetings
I feel guilty replying
Continuing to feel guilty about responding to those greetings
In a hole filled boat we're halfway across the ocean
Metaphorically halfway into a problematic journey
Maybe we should stop trying
Suggesting reconsideration of efforts in the relationship
What I would do
Desire to find a way to connect or get along
To get along with you
Expressing the longing for harmony, despite the inability to achieve it
But I don't
Admitting the lack of capability to bridge the gap
It is over try to understand
Acknowledging the end of the relationship and urging understanding
We set off with an incomplete plan yeah
Repeatedly emphasizing the incomplete nature of the relationship's plan and its conclusion
It is over try to understand
-We set out with an incomplete plan
-It is over try to understand
-We set out with an incomplete plan
-It is over try to understand
-We set out with an incomplete plan
-I'm sick and tired of the empty good mornings
Reiterating exhaustion from insincere morning greetings
I feel guilty replying
Continued guilt in responding to those greetings
In a hole filled boat we're halfway across the ocean
Metaphorically halfway through a problematic journey, contemplating stopping efforts
Maybe we should stop trying
Suggesting the possibility of ending the relationship
Maybe we should stop trying.
Repeating the suggestion to stop trying in the relationship
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