it's still dark out
but i'm awake
sitting crosslegged on my bed
tears painting my cheeks
freeing love i couldn't hold
i cradle the elephant you gave me in my arms
rubbing it's head with my thumb
dim lamp light reflects in it's eyes
and lone tears drip onto it's fur
i wish you were here
so i could hold you here instead
but its three am
and you're sound asleep
i'm waiting for the sun to rise
its actually four am but three am sounds more poetic right now ****