Good Morning Heartache
The dawn light slipped past the crack in her curtains. She'd like to say it was what woke her. But the fact was, there hadn't been much sleep. Her covers were scattered across her bed, a testament to her restless evening.
Staring at the ceiling, she tried to shake the malaise threatening to overtake her. At no point in her life had she ever given into grief. All she wanted to do was put it, put him in the past. Rolling over, she pushed herself from the bed. Standing, she steeled herself. Sometimes, there was nothing to it but to do it. Put one foot in front of the other and soldier on. It was what she needed to do.
Halfway across the room, she felt the tears on her cheeks. Sometimes what you needed couldn't supplant what you wanted. Turning, she walked to the window and closed the curtains, fastening them to make sure there was no light creeping into the room. Back to the bed, she straightened the covers then climbed back in.
Perhaps letting the grief in wasn't such a bad idea. Time for her to mourn her loss.
Good morning heartache you old gloomy sight
Good morning heartache thought we said goodbye last night
I turned and tossed 'til it seemed you had gone
But here you are with the dawn
Wish I'd forget you, but you're here to stay
It seems I met you when my love went away
Now everyday I start by saying to you
Good Morning heartache, what's new?
Laura doesn't strike me as the type to dwell for too long. But sometimes you have to run down the rabbit hole.
Good Morning Heartache - I used the Billie Holiday version but Ella has a beautiful version too.