In the hours between midnight and dawn
is when the world is most peaceful-
at least, that's what
I
think.

I don't feel peace often
but when I do
it's filled with
thinking about the ones
I love,
or,
at least I think I love.

It's spent daydreaming-
but is it daydreaming
if it's not day?

Honestly I'm still really confused
as to why I'm happy
and how I feel
about
you.

Or how I feel
about anybody.

So I'll just embrace this moment of calm,
peace,
serenity,
and use it to figure out
why I seem to adore
you
and why
I seem to fear
you
and why
I don't know how I feel about
you.

You
are
such
a
mystery

to me.