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2AM

by YourSinerita

It's 2AM, And I wake from a nightmare, Then I realise, It's not a dream. It's 2AM, The shadows dancing on the ceiling, Reaching for you, Nothing but emptiness. It's 2AM, And I lay remembering, How we laughed, Until we couldn't breathe. It's 2AM, I turn and stare at the wall, Wishing I could see your back, And kiss it like I did that morning. It's 2AM, And I remember, The way I made love to you, That rainy Wednesday. It's 2AM, I lie here wondering, What I could do, To keep you close. It's 2AM, I ponder through thick eyes, How I can change, So people won't leave me. It's 2AM, I have conversations, With you, But only in my mind. It's 2AM, I lay wondering, Where I fit into your life, And what you feel. It's 2AM, And then its not. Nothing stays the same, Not even the time.
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