its 3 am and i miss you not because its late not because it feels lonely because truth is i miss you at 7 am when i wake up and my first thought is you
i miss you at 10 am when youβre still sleeping and iβm waiting to tell you about the little things that have occured since yesterday
i miss you at 1 pm when im out and about how much more fun it would be with you
i miss you at 6 pm while im eating dinner with my family wishing they knew the depth of my love for you
i miss you at 9 pm as my day is winding down and i feel the weight of today sitting heavily on my chest
and i miss you at 3 am when i scream into pages of notebooks because i cannot begin to articulate how much i love you and just how much i miss you.