12 AM and I'm still laying here.
My mind is filled with the pictures of you and I.
Days on the couch,days we lounged.
Remembering the day you you told me about all your scares.
That ones from this and this is from that.

1 AM and I'm observing the moon.
I'm observing it the way I observed you that day at the lake.
The way your eyes glimmered with the water.
The way your hand stretched for mine,holding me close so I wouldn't fall.
That day I fell hard though,I fell for your blue eyes matching the water,your blond hair shining with the sun rays.

2 AM couldn't come any faster.
You said,"1,2,3…", and like a perfect harmony we sang "I love you"
You loved the way I wrote,using the moon as my light.Your words for my inspiration.
I loved the way you spoke,soft but with purpose.Your words entranced me easily.
That first night was special.I was scared but you reassured me.

3 AM snuck up on me.
Now I'm thinking where it went wrong.
How our little stares turned into big arguments.
I love yous turned into just leave me alone.
I guess this is our end.
I guess I'll try and fall asleep now.
-D.