My favorite time used to be 2:03 am
The time were the moon glowed through the trees
And the time he felt love for me
He used to ****** my thoughts,
Captivate my emotions,
And build my future
At 2:03 am

But as much as I loved 2:03 am I couldn’t love it forever.
Because sometimes at 2:03 am the moon didn’t shine through the trees
And sometimes at 2:03 am he didn’t love me

The happiness I got from 2:03 now brought me misery
But I held on to it
Held on the 2:03 am I used to knowing,
Never wanting to let it go

Everything changed about 2:03 am
It became a time for pity,
A time for wishing things would change to how they used to be

2:03 am became a part of me.
A part of me I wanted to give up,
But I didn’t have the strength

I spent so much time inundated in 2:03 am
That I didn’t notice

It was 2:05,
And that I completely missed out on
2:04 am.