2am are for the lost souls and broken hearts.
2am are for the lovers who became apart.
2am are for the sinners who wanted a new start.
2am is for me to heal the things that left a scar.

Sometimes, I  realize that
I am so fed up,
I wanted to escape,
free myself from the things that clutter,
Untangle myself from the pain that lingers.
Then I see myself in the mirror,
I saw a reflection of a fighter.
Making things right and her life better.
Then, I find myself getting braver,
even stronger than I thought I was.
And now, I'm ready to face the world.
Ready to face every struggle.
Not halfhearted.
Not confused.
Knows where to stand.
Knows her worth.

To deprive yourself from what makes you happy.
To give up on something you thought worthy.
To let go of something you thought worth holding on.
To end of something that you thought would be forever.

And maybe if you would allow me,
then I could write a thousand poems
for you.

Then, If you would just let me,
I could change the things how it was
always used to be.

I want to tell you that you're so unfair.
I want to tell you that this is a pain that I can't bear.
You wanted me to wait,
but babe, this is only a pain you create.
I wonder, Why am I fighting for a losing battle?
Maybe, I've been hoping that you're the person I thought you were.

I wanna own you like you can never let go of me,
How much I wanna run after you coz you're the only thing I see,
How could these things be
so complicated and I cant make myself free.
When all I ever wanted is you'll love me.

I never imagined I will fall so deep.
I never thought that you'd all that Ill keep.
You are a never ending mystery.
You're everything to me.

And if there's one wish that I could have,
It's choosing the one I will love.
I will choose you and spend the rest of my life with.
I will choose you and do everything that I've said.

K.M.

I want to experience winter in its most beautiful phase,
I want to feel the coldness that it brings,
But of course, I cannot stand the bite of every icy snow,
Then I realized I want to spend it with you,
Where the warmth of your hands will equally fit with every chill.
Where your arms will lock me with so much balminess that I don’t even have to say a thing.
You will fill me with kisses that I usually want.
You will never let go of my hand.
You and me and the winter, will bind as one.