it's still dark out but i'm awake sitting crosslegged on my bed tears painting my cheeks freeing love i couldn't hold i cradle the elephant you gave me in my arms rubbing it's head with my thumb dim lamp light reflects in it's eyes and lone tears drip onto it's fur i wish you were here so i could hold you here instead but its three am and you're sound asleep i'm waiting for the sun to rise
its actually four am but three am sounds more poetic right now ****