One Second Late by 5 Days Ahead

Sun rises on another gloomy day. Again I'm dressed in black, it's not healthy to feel this way. Constant fear running through my head. Dreams turn to nightmares I wake in a pool of tears. And everyday I feel I'm losing you. Please wait. (So I hold it inside and I will not let you go now.) I'm not ready to say goodbye now. Please stay. You're slipping through my fingers again. I watch another frail piece of you wither away.
I try to sleep. Is this only a dream? I pray this is only a dream. I pray this is only a dream. Is this the part where we say goodbye? I'll try to hold it in. It's just so hard.