As expected of the average teen,
It was a commonplace thing
for me to be awake
at 2 AM.

Now things are different.

9 o'clock onward used to be my
favorite time of the day.
The moon would dance across the sky
and everything was somehow
beautiful.
Especially you.

But now, I don't see the moon. . .
I only see your dimly lit face
through my computer,
and hear your deep voice.
Only see your hands
forming into hearts,
and a love in your eyes
that is no longer meant for me.

**That's when it's bedtime.