4 am is for lovers who went separate ways,
not for the in love asleep in comforting embrace.

it’s for the broken souls wandering aimlessly,
looking for a friend, looking for company.

It's for the painful heart wrenching confession,
or moans of pleasure in the throes of passion.

But my 4am is for the one i hold so dearly,
yet can't have because he doesn't want me.